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Sounds like a scam sometimes though
So here I stand
Crossing hands, a man trying to understand
Whose book of plans should I follow
If they're written by

always the one
Plotting and scheming while making a fuss
I wanted to profit for real 
No there ain't no stop to my chill
Woah I feel like popping a pill

leave)
Lord know that my soul wanna escape
(tryna leave)
But I'm on the interstate doing like
A 100 and some change
But I ain't gonna let it stop me
(Ima

her skirt, shootin' up the church
(Baby)
Gonna do some shit, oh look, hey some tit's
Since the pyramids (Baby)
Who got several rapes back
At their alma

first
Ask him why he sold out
See if his heart hurts
In my name build one church and one mosque
There's different ways of worship but
There's only one God

burst
And we're pissed if he ain't in the dirt
67 MOB, still do it in shoes and shirts
Ask God to pray for my sins
But I still had a hammer at church

Have you ever woken up inside a pentagram, memory blank til you remember why you're sent by a temperamental man who sent a ranting letter that

Have you ever woken up inside a pentagram, memory blank til you remember why you're sent by a temperamental man who sent a ranting letter that

wouldn't have gone missin'
Picture a child in his prison
Where nobody gon' write me
And nobody come to visit
And visually i'm sustained by walls of steel
Is

recline
I gotta make sure that this work
Studio time I missed her
That ain't drip that's a mister
This a picture of that 6 church
Triple S I X worth and I'm

And I was just playin', I was just playin' man, you feel me
Early sunday morning, im on the way to church
I don't believe in god
Thats what make it

humble now I'm getting cocky
I'm realizing I'm the only nigga that could stop me
Harlem born like the Killa-Cam and A$AP Rocky
Need a honest girl, think

can swim hey!

If ya scared go to church 

Send the invoice I been putting in work

Fuck a net 30 my bitch need a purse

So sorry baby I ain't mean

to realize the truth in her sights
But that ain't gone stop me
From fucking on her tonight
I'm not the one with my shirt off on the mic
But we do freaky shit I

to lead you away from hell
Ears ringing like church bells
If it saves one soul then I know I've done well
God please use me to be what you were for me
He is

Your opinion by definition 
Is a state of mind that 
You believe in
That doesn't make it fact
Or fiction but don't use it
To dictate my decisions. 
I

your full-time job 
Right person, wrong time 
Really no one's fault
But you don't call anymore so I'm making it yours

You were a red church door, I was

have known I was sick from the shit I did a while back
Cause being bad I couldn't stop
When I was in pre-school, I beat a kid to death with a wooden

MAKIN ME BLUSH IT'S A FIGHT… (RIGHT?)
WHAT CAN I DO I'M BURNIN WITH LUST
TOO MUCH STRESS TOO MUCH FRUSTRATION
MY FLESH CAN'T STOP THE MASTURBATION
SAY YES

She want me to stop by and check up on her
She tell me one check-up won't hurt
And that works, every time
As soon as I see her I know it cause she don't

What am I looking for? In a tavern darker than a cavern
Why does it never stop?
All the screams and cries from high up on the rooftop
Welcome

They stopped saying prayers in school yesterday
And there's a boarded up
Run down church
Down on third and main
The Mission's overflowing

Every church has a steeple
And their own form of suicide
And I'd like to think if I lived through the Bible
Soon after, I would have probably died

Dixie Rose Deluxe's Honky Tonk, Feed Store, Gun Shop, Used Car, ...

Trent Willmon

Trent Willmon

2004

Well, I stop by Dixie's half a dozen times a day
I ain't there for super duper deals or the famous fried steak
Dixie's daughter is hotter than a hound