Lyrics:
Grace and grace alone
God stepped down from His throne
His precious gift to give
With outstretched hands to live
For He is my hope
All to Him I owe
to make a change with lyrics and beats
And that's the way I try to live it
I'm guided by the spirit
The lords down for with me and Dee Shy committed
I
his best soldier
He always leave me right, fuck a leftover
Give em hell every time
Never sold my soul, put my soul on these lines
Blood on my hand
beneath this city's heat
In the eyes of strangers who pass me by
Life is cruel and so unkind
Oh, Oh the SPIRIT OF '76
And Pete has seen his dreams
nappy braids cuz I'm still dreaming
Or maybe Cole
Back when his hair was low
Not saying too much changed but I just think he lost his hope
At the end
Flip boi dip down in a low low
Marfil me Winniefreddo that's the name of my Lolo
West Side West Bisayas are my islands if they don't know
Kumakain
up the pace
He dragged me quick Outside as we ran
Saint Pat gave a shock Then I grabbed his hand
With a fiery spark Then my hair turned red
We soared
taking knees
Swallowing Kaepernicks dick!
Balls squeezed Dre's ass pleased from the disease
His white puppet has shed on the fanbase, pleased
He melts in
taking knees
Swallowing Kaepernicks dick!
Balls squeezed Dre's ass pleased from the disease
His white puppet has shed on the fanbase, pleased
He melts in
pleased from the disease
His white puppet has shed on the fanbase, pleased
He melts in your mouth, while he creams on your knees
It's warfare, throw your
taking knees
Swallowing Kaepernicks dick!
Balls squeezed Dre's ass pleased from the disease
His white puppet has shed on the fanbase, pleased
He melts in
Now
Usually when a party is given, right
It's given by a promoter, right
And the promoter has his own people distributing fliers
And advertising
for hard living, blind to the facts:
Thugs is convicts in God's prison, hands on the strap
Praying so Father please forgive me! Police be rushing when
for hard living, blind to the facts:
Thugs is convicts in God's prison, hands on the strap
Praying so Father please forgive me! Police be rushing when
for hard living, blind to the facts:
Thugs is convicts in God's prison, hands on the strap
Praying so Father please forgive me! Police be rushing when
knew him long before he became a Jersey Girl"
And the walls came down
All the way to hell
Never saw them when they're standing
Never saw them when
wind down
Keep me in your holy midst and make the wine flow down
Seated on your holy throne, I feel the shine in your crown
All hands up, lift it
heads crawlin, too many creeps (crouchin)
And when I slide by, I glide by
Easy, pa, this ain't no drive-by
So relax the lines in your face
Ease your hands
fast shit it got a digital dash
I was just down bad on my last
No helping hand niggas left me for bad
Now I'm who they be calling
I'm dragging my nuts
knows how I feel except God as my witness,
Takin day by day recognizing all His blessins,
He gave me the gift of my voice, so I’m stickin
to make this song
The dirtiest song that ain't
"Mercy, please!" I told him
But he grabbed me by the
And he did something heinous he exposed his
I said "I
hit me
Big Opp
I Know y'all not still jackin dat beef
If I up the glock I won't aim at his feet
Like shoot da hands ima knock out his teeth
No you don't
tied
Sit back and realize
Everyday the same cycle say is you gone press rewind
Is you gone take the time to make me smile when I feel down
Would you burn
you?
Look at the state of things and tell me true
In the city any city life`s a paradox of good and evil
Many fall into the vicious cycle
Living by
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