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wounds feel good and hurt at the same time
Come and talk to me, can't you see I'm dying

He walks with a smile, but inside it's a mug
He tries to be

stamped like I'm branded
Storing treasures in Heaven
I got me a mansion
I'm painting a picture
The beat is the canvas
This walk getting hard
But with GOD

the cnthem that forever will reign

See us standing at the gate, it's called heaven
How our hearts are filled with joy 
We're finally home
Hand in hand we all

Lintballz

Ol' Dirty Bastard

The Trials and Tribulations of Russell Jones

2002

right here, is the Fam right here
And if you fuck with the Zoo you gon' get clapped right there
For this CREAM nigga, I'll walk through Muddy Waters
If he

hit the floor
And I'm knock knock knockin on heavens door
Asking the lord to take care of my baby 
Cause there is power in folded hands and God hears

came!)
Do my dance hey look here comes the rain
We gon' be okay! 

Good lord, I'm cursed
I'm lost, and I'm hurt 
But being, with you
Is like Heaven

can't escape so they finally give in
Staying till they're dead with the mentality, thug brutality's how to be
Crowds around me, getting rowdy
Astounded by

need
Stay with Him, I will succeed
I stand by The Word, I'm Christian team
It feel good to be set free

Tryna see roads paved in gold (Oh Lord)
Any road,

I mean, it ain't no question, how I leave a impression
Handpicked by the lord, apart of natural selection
My past is all I have, a long way from

clown
When you come around me you feel Jesus
The goodness the Lord be evident when you see us
We shine bright cause we stars of the morning
Light never

with new child
My brother with new car
And then I walk home afterwards alone hungry childless
Being beaten by emptiness is not enough,
I even get beaten

Ooh, yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

I wanna follow your star
Wherever it leads me
And I don't mind, Lord
I hope you don't mind

I wanna walk with you
And talk

Heaven you never made it
Walk around in your shell ‘cause
Your soul’s been desecrated
Don’t slouch, keep my pistol in perfect pouch
Hit you when you in

I Refuse Limitation

Goodie Mob

Still Standing

1998

every way but the right
I control the substance my people fiend for at night
Lord knows I do wrong
Sound like the same old song
A lot of niggas

Voices all around
Blaring with sound
Of cunning persuasion to ev'ry nation
Telling us what to be
But I know better now
Than to join up with the crowd

We're gonna walk through the fire
All the smoke you know we want all that yeah
We're gonna run through the fire
We're gonna glow when we come out

dropped defenses
Man I love how we can bring others hope by reaching
Out with a simple smile and don’t need a reason
That’s what it’s about taken care

a way to express what you meant to me
Sit around a table and use those ears as the centerpiece

Sounds of the city on Capitol Hill
Where I question if

Cowboy Boots

Ryan Lewis

The Heist

2012

a way to express what you meant to me
Sit around a table and use those ears as the centerpiece

Sounds of the city on Capitol Hill
Where I question if

hell and only heaven knows
But Heaven knows that I'm a real nigga
Don't even come around if I can't build with ya
Don't even come around if I can't kill

Jenny coulda been a beauty Queen
Blonde hair, 5'5" with some big blue eyes
Always has a coffee in her hand every time
She clocks in for her shift

that nigga
Glory shows all around me
Magnificent, anointed, so opulent how they crowned me
Clearly i'm your highness
Majesty
Come strutting with

are that Mondavi
Glory shows all around me
Magnificent, anointed, so opulent how they crowned me
Clearly I'm your highness
Majesty
Come strutting with

dirty, but I walk around like I'm the one and shit
Ain't no point in fighting, gotta take what ever come with it
I'm looking at my life and everything I've