Lyrics:
Circling above the sea
Overhead - where the white clouds pass me by
Where all my brothers and my sisters fly
Waiting for the distant storm
that must come
The old man walked
To the wind weathered dock
With his pail and his pole
And his slicker
And he sang as he rowed
With his proud back bowed
And his oars
standing here fighting in Jesus name
You Aint Got to Like Me Thats the Plan
You aint got to like me, I was called by Jesus
You aint got to like me, she was
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
craft! Possess by the demon writing sense from sin going insane nobody seen...
My word is unspoken like cocaine on taking. cooking to serve the world food
Still I'm defenseless
The house by the lake
His hands resting awhile on the oars
Speaking with quiet conviction
Carefully unlocking doors
Still I'm defenseless
The house by the lake
His hands resting awhile on the oars
Speaking with quiet conviction
Carefully unlocking doors
the world)
I'm represented by Fetti, I'm so hardcore
Feet to the floor, on one accord
Kick open the door, not knowing the score
I'm tatted and matted,
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
to bind us all
Bind us together like a platinum truss
Giving it over, giving it over
I'm putting my heart into treasures that don't rust
I'm giving it
with them Outlawz
Outcast, left far, I'm through like southpaws
But still we keep mashin' till our dreams come through
Starin' at the world through my
of medicine and it never helps!
Day by day I'm struggling against myself!
Tell me every type of advice that I've heard before
And nevertheless it's getting
money make the world go round
I love that money, I need that money
It gives me shelter, it's there when I'm hungry
It feeds my kids, it fills my
for school lunch
You up here lyin' 'bout shit
That you ain't do once
My life? I'm like a modern day RL stein
These stories will give you Goosebumps
I do
on my shoulders 'cause I'm shaped like a soldier
Now I got your attention
I talk to God, but it's not for repentance
My lil' homie was shot by that
they call me jack n the box
My shit is so dope, its like cracking a pop
shine that light on me, put that light on me
Cause I was sent to the world, by G
when you surrounded by demons (Lord)
I watched so many people leave, I see them change by the season, that's mama's seasonin'
God got you, the devil's
is finer than wine
I don't sip
Spark that spliff to save the time
And now I'm gone
It's a bedroom saga puffin' marijuana
Gettin' high all night
Time
on the past, too numb to speak back. We're each abandoned by the hands of time that set us down to sail circles across a straight line. Sister moon, are we all
the monstrous boat sucking holes and cheese grating rocks
They rowed in with their oars a blazing
5 rafts looking for that perfect line
Their were voices
fearless in a squall
I'd set my shoulders to the oars
Doing what I'd been taught by my Pa
My heart anchored to the shore
We had McStay's soda bread, butter
Eastwards into holmgaard
To kievan rus
We ride the waves of Gandvik
And put the oars to use
A hard and sturdy longship, hard and sturdy men
Sailing
I was once like you are now, lost and alone
Couldn't find my way home
In these deep waters I would drown
Far from the shore, in a boat without oars
the fog rolled away
Well, there's a schooner from 1871
I said, Patch up that dinghy, grab them oars
Let's see if we can board that ship
We're comin' aboard,
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