Lyrics:
Despair
Alex
Ill body and pain filling eyes
I was made to lose a bit after bit of myself
What mind has realized body cannot adapt for
Awful fate
Peter:
Men and brethren- it was needful that the scripture should be fulfilled, which the Holy Ghost spake before by the mouth of David concerning
And jenny was here she was almost on time
And jenny was real
But jenny was frightened by the way
We looked at her
And jenny could see within us for
one, the violent yet divine son
They'll write a brand new bible bout me by the time I die son
You ain't on this, you just bought it, put no thought in
YTN ever switch
Can't lie I was shocked when I found out he snitched
I fuck with Blake but his brother a bitch
If I get caught ima take my own charge
look for the sharks
But I'm carter blake with the grip
And I make 'em depart
Little Italy
Drinking heavy done finished me
Surrounded by my brothers
We
scorned Britannia's might
Young Paddy Vincent died there by his side
He lost his life for what
He thought was right
We salute you Barry, Peter, Paddy, Sean
we're fully shown of it's made 2 a lie
You see disciples are the cowards so afraid to die
It was blood in my eyes as I was denied three times by Peter
was passing by
And that's where I came in
Music by Peter De Rose
With lyrics by Charles Tobias , Published 1947
Before they met again, some twenty years they had to wait;
This time it happened up above, inside Saint Peter's gate!
A harp each one was carrying,
couple features
If i start I'm going all in it's Courvois and by the litre
Autumn time for Libra
Copping quarters off a dealer
On the corner by St.
Song Title: Grown
Songwriter by Blake Bowling
Key: uknwn
INTRO
verse 1.
Won't you take me to the place where I can ease my troubled mind we'll sit
more 0s on the check
Hop in different time zones when I jugg on the net
I'm catching lobs Like the second year the clippers had blake
The shoebox got
Jimmy Page stood tall on screen
I was mesmerized by everything
The Peter Grant and John Paul Jones dream sequence scenes
The close-up of the mahogany
you getting called that
By your own child? It say "Pedo Peter" every
Time the phone dial, wow
Hunter arguing with hookers while
They weighing crack
much a life's precious.
People just wanna get money, spending the most part of life,
Working for better conditions losing the quality time.
With their
her sick
By the by she forced it down, afraid to fit but frames it satiric
She jokes at every turn, pretends it's real, turn back and scratch the itch
And even when I ain't had much
I was still swagged up
But you can't judge a book by it's cover
That's why I put together the
Diary of a Hustla
You can't-You
Jigga then Tosh should be Nas
Peter was by right hand man, one hand washed
All of these brothers wanted more than to just to be loved
Killer with
his full time to such intellectual pursuits as writing. I particularly remember a heart-wa
Novel of his about a young necropheliac who finally achieved
like me yeah
Next door neighbour is St Peter by Heaven's Gate
When you got VIP wet dreams like me yeah
Dreams are close and life even further away
lowest, He was still showing up
He showed me how to pick my cross up and i'm never giving up
I feel like Peter when I walk on water
I walking by that
to realized that we never took the time
It was all so rushed, and I fell in like Alice falling to wonderland
At least she got to a nice place, unlike where you
Ballyfermot any time.
As soon as we found Stuttgart we got the wagons in a ring
Sean Og got out the banjo and Peter played the mandolin
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