Lyrics:
does your garden grow
With alimony and half the pony
It's california don't you know
How do you know there is nothing more
Than the living of this life
Boy! It's the same militia
Oliver Boy! Just the clothes are different
Oliver Boy! It's the same old story
Where there's blood there's death not glory
one can agree and the bodies are long gone That's all there is to the story of the county affair
No-one knew what went on
Charity work or some carry
up, let me tell you
A little story
Tell you a little story
Let me tell you a little story
A child is born
With no state of mind
Can't walk through
I forgot what He did
Traded the Glory for a story to justify how I lived
I'm the Pharisee I'm the Pharisee
Lord have mercy it is me who should have
victory is clear
Through our will we'll persevere
Don't give up on me
I won't give up on you
Hand in hand embracing glory
That's the moral of our story
they catch on they bitch on
The position to get pissed on, there no Kelly here so no pissin' on
He pissed off them police by driving too slowly
with me tonight
Beautiful angel lay down by my side
Let all your worries slowly drift aside
Let me tell you the story this is how it ends
There's no
the story better end the story
Leaders up there busy seeking glory
Never ending story never ending story
Boys in the hood looking melancholy
Better end
and forth
But there's someone else we should mention
If we want the whole story told
He carried the first gift of Christmas
More precious than diamonds
Kid Molly
Do not worry
Shorty
There is no covid
Supero cool
Tell me Mc.lovin
Cinco fotos in the loby
Like tu story
Like tu style
Fuck tu hobbie
Fuck tu
wanted you to be
Convinced that perfection meant spot free
Bwoy, look at me now
A shadow of my former glory
And the moral of my story is
and a heavenly mission
So I'ma get a new life by living life totally different
This is a mean world to try to live in
Glory glory glory hallelujah
I will become
without drinking
Or one day I can stop it all just by...
This world is so damn cold, yet so beautiful
No one knows anything but, old stories no futures
a soft place to fall
Pay no mind to fame or glory
This is my life, this is my story
Daddy was killed by the bottle
Fightin like hell to be free
Momma only
of wisdom have been shared
Their despair won't matter as they rise above
There is no end to love
In the sea of red
There are stories to be told
Because of yall I get to tell my story
The world gone see the glory
Of the girl that was inspired
By the queens that took her higher
The world gone see
And nothing can prevent
The Christ, magnificent
Mary, Eve, and Israel all cry out in pain
For the child that's born to them will die, but not in vain
There is
jenga blocks
Unstable rocks
No need for fake attitudes and fake antidotes
If you're by my side then I'm by your side
We live for the glory we don't
fucking story
So if you're blue or black then you're just labeled inventory
And everybody love it when their side is getting glory
But there ain't picking
about his home the glory
that had always blushed and bloomed
is but a dim-remembered story
of the olden time entombed.
USHER
Places, where we have no name
A man of no house is a
Man without masters to shame
Strangers, we're bound by despair
A clamor for glory
A throne deprived
Ain't no glory in pain, a soldier story in vain
You niggas gobbled up by the muthafuckin' game
It's a long long dark road out of hell, I've been there
another day alive is a miracle
The blocks in Watts got crooked cops that frame the innocent
No different from Flint, Michigan
Livin' in the D, checkin'
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