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mess with my love or you gotta pay the bill
Swing at his neck and I miss by a hair
Fear in his eyes and he know I ain't scared
Ran outside no clothes he
of mind
I couldn't find in Rocketown
And when I reached down inside me
I could feel the emptiness
What was his mission
Where was he going
Why was
He told a good story
And all us kids listened
'Bout his life on the border
And the way it was then
And we all believed
And when he would
the dumpster
But when I found out he came
Was perfect from a babe
Counting equality with God nothing
To be attained
He was living to save, forgiving our shame
was against me, murder in the second degree
Made it less cuz I gave 'em a plea
That's the past, now a dude home tryna clean up his past
When all niggaz
hold no grudge
Remembered his foul ass when I saw the blood
You stated you had a run in with Kirk Jones before
In your opinion is he the type
Henry's pappy broke jail about a dozen times
The babies all got sick and when the doctor wanted money
He said, "I'll pay you a quarter at a time startin'
stunt on me
I knew it was a simple case of the power supply gone on the back
But he's trying to tap me up for more money
He says it's not like that
will save the girl I love
By that love I hold for Bessie
I will see that somethin's done!
Not one minute he delayed
When this brave resolve was made
of his breathing,
The sound of the silence when no one was there.
I didn't really know him.
He was kind of strange.
Always sort of sat there.
He
hole in his pocket and I pointed it out and I was like, why don't we just get you another pair of slacks?
And then he looked at me and said, Because we
you shed was real
Couldn't pay the price with the dollar bills
See Philemon
Was businessman
Living life like an honest man
He knew Christ as his Lord
benefits
Already surrounded by this mad city
The caterpillar goes to work on the cocoon
Which institutionalizes him
He can no longer see past his own
and watch the world come to God
He called my name when I was feeling lost
There's victory and it's at the cross
I go to Him cause He holds my heart
I go look
things got serious
Their leader came out and he was curious
He got in my face and his breath was the worst
I said, ";Hey baby, you got some mints in
as thirsty
In death as he was when alive.”
Now he's buried out in the back yard
His stone's got a cross on the top
But by moonlight it looks
Like a bottle o'
my death bed gotta be snoozing on myself
When I lost nigga I was losing by myself
So damn right I'm in my new whip and I'm cruising by myself
Y'all
That I was not up to par, when I followed my heart
Granted, my heart was tainted by my mind, I kept on sayin'
Where's the hits? You ain't got none
You
the cycle continues
(Kill nigga, Kill nigga)
He only 17, his homies was his motive
He only 17, his momma never noticed
Too busy paying bills, tryna provide
his purple robe
When he was dead he was taken down from the cross
And laid in a borrowed grave provided by compassionate friends
More than
mc’s near and ever since slayer was found by cold sound he’s been much better than all his peers around why you think I was crowned king I’m sorry it
the city and he made the Bound
He was building something special when he met K-D
His ace in pocket and the key to his team
He had talent in the lab and had
Thomas was a champion
No one can deny that
He led the Alabama Crimson Tide
In all time total sacks
But his heart was even bigger
Than all his natural skill
Well, way down yonder in Louisville
Lived a cat named Big Bad Bill
I wants to tell ya
Ah, the cat was rough and tough he would strut his stuff
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