Lyrics:
I was feeling on my way, I was twelve years old
Walking underneath a blanket of West Virginia coal
I walked right by a No Trespass sign
Yeah,
cyaan' buy dem no meal
Inna this yah rat race there is no poor man deal
Fi dem head, heart soon bad and there's no poor man pill
Just understand how me
By the lash, the hate and rot
I rend and trisect
Exacting the nihility of man and destruction
As above, so below
Strapped in a carapace - beaten
a smoking gun
Yo now she really stressed bad
Baby by her step dad
Her and lil man
All alone up in Westhave
Tough road and without a car
It's a tough
ECW - Why these peep keep dubbing you
All sheep nobody wanna take the lead - Nowadays I'm waiting for my ecstasy
Flashpoint from the womb to a room
who can't hold their peace and woman who can't control their tongues
The rich seduce the poor and the old are seduced by the young.
When you gonna
what they heard
Blessed are the poor in spirit
That's right, They will have the Kingdom of God
Blessed are they that mourn
Their shackles will be
My potna cross me Had to kill em
Cuz he knew too much
I got a bitch I kind of love her
But she do too much
I tried to keep the bread a secret
But
a smoking gun
Yo now she really stressed bad
Baby by her step dad
Her and lil man
All alone up in Westhave
Tough road and without a car
It's a tough
Can you sell your virginity for one million dollars
It's not your fault why you're born poor but it's
Your fault
Fault when you are die poor
So I
man I don't give a toss (I don't)
I'll firm that loss
Take it on the chin and turn to a boss
Haters faces looking all cross
Better lay down make way for
the Spirit as
The Savior of man
Would enter Jerusalem
As king on a donkey
Rejected by the Jews an
Betrayed by a friend
Thirty silver pieces
Silent before
and kidnap, we wanted by the big boys
Man I was born in this world of sin
I played the cards I was given, ain't got a quarter so I'm stuck in it
Ghetto livin'
your opinion
But nobody's understanding you (understanding you)
Standin' ten toes on my own
Like a man would do (like a man would do)
When she pop
He was just and old country doctor in a small Georgia town
Fame and fortune had passed him by but we never saw him frown
As day by day in his kindly
fashioned train
Your heart a stallion
That no man could tame
Chilled by a specter
A thirst with no name
Redemption is calling
Yet curtains are drawing
Black
at the beach
It was Ecstasy
The past isn’t the past when it happens today
Both ways goes for poor taste I exhibit from my whole face
So take what you need, you
Aiyo KJ people are waiting for us to do something
(That's true)
Let's talk about the elephant in the room though man
(Let's do it!)
They like
Look
Haha, hahaha
(Great John on the beat by the way)
Look, look
Didn't believe it could happen
(Didn't believe it could happen)
And fuck is
on the bone
Grown to size by the poems
Coax the passions from the stone,
The chemistry of common life
Iron antlers fill the sky,
Metal organs fertilize,
They say I shot a man named Gray
And took his wife to Italy
She inherited a million bucks
And when she died it came to me
I can't help it if I'm lucky
of grass
Young man lookin' in the shadows that pass
Poor man lookin' through painted glass
For dignity
Somebody got murdered on New Year's Eve
Somebody said
heaven to earth)
You came from heaven to earth
(Looking for a poor soul like me)
So you can find me
(An immortal God became a mortal man)
My Savior Lord
never set
You really want to find that perfect line
I find it kinda funny that I hate your life
Was never just the man to stand on by
Now I got your
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