Lyrics:
to have a life, to have a clue of what to do
You just gotta open wide, wake up, open your eyes
Realize that's there more to being human than them bills up
After Jesus had been taken up into the heavens
The community of believers gathered often
Today they are waiting in prayer for what the
Lord had
Cup filled with lean, boy, now Im'a high man
How has moms been? Till her Bill$ said hi man
I don't know how much time has passed by man
But I know time
upgrade to killing
No one even bothering
cll ears wanna listen how to get more rich
But rich by sudden, all wondering
When your eye opens you trust no
the mirror I see blue steel
No traffic, just an open road
Thanks DJ Radio, take me home
I got free slate, no busy time
Options are endless so I run my mind
Hungry bellies!
Bright gold on they teeth!
The windows on the ave look like sad eyes
They fix their sharp gaze on you when you pass by
And if you
All that remains here
is a room with a view
I sat by the window
thinking of you
due
May the father be with you
A child need milk
These needles are specially built to open your mind
Now is the time oh Lord place your hands upon
more love that set me free
Like road trips on open roads
Windows down sun setting and fresh new clothes
Shoes off so you can stop reflect on all
Buck 65-Square 3
[intro]
Music to be murdered by
It is mood music in a juggular vein and I hope you like it
Our record requires only the simplist
of dreams
I forgive everything
The eyes are the windows to the soul
I see things you'll never know
I see your true motive
I see the hate your holding
You gon'
don't give a fuck I nutted when I wanted
Made you lick it off my thumb and your arm
Like the bum that you are
Now I'm on my way to becoming a star
I was
a couple shrooms and hear mom and dad
Say that they're proud even when I don't think
There's any room for that sound
But I'm open to abundance aligned with
washin out through the wet cracks
Looking for heaven, off in all the wrong places
I've given up so why the long faces? Let it rain
Your bills keep
and death
The windows of your soul are opened with every breath
The heavens open up into a thunderous gloom
Only to spread the word that there's no such doom
and stinking
Soles on my shoes winking t shirt is shrinking
Soon I see some ties and my eyes open wide quick
Who's that with you, chick? Bill Blass my
Open the window, puff, puff, pass
Bill a spliff, man are sharin' that
And I'm tryna kill any MC that I clash
That's why I stay wearin' black
Fuck
Hey everybody praise the Lord
Jesus Christ is the King of Kings
Hey everybody praise the Lord
Jesus Christ is the King
By his wounds we are healed
of my shoes
They too timid to even make it a single minute
I was molded by the pain
Shit, I'm Bane, I was raised in it
You and me are not the same
I was
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
and stinking
Soles on my shoes winking t shirt is shrinking
Soon I see some ties and my eyes open wide quick
Who's that with you, chick? Bill Blass my
on the present the only moment you have
Controlled or free
Locked in a cage, holding the key
Defined by what they say you're supposed to be
Lift the window, open
to heaven
Yet I'm stuck behind this car
I feel that you the type
That know a little who you are
I bet you thinkin' I'm the
Type to peel off ignore tomorrow
hit by another turf assassin
Reason not even worth askin; the facts are real, though
Got her cap peeled for stackin' real dough
Lifestyle brillo when
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