spontaan aan die brand slaan Ek word konstant bewus gemaak waarheid en vrede het jy lankal uit my woordeskat gekrap Ek fokkin weet dit is verkeerd Bid vir my Bid vir
wil spontaan aan die brand slaan Ek word konstant bewus gemaak waarheid en vrede het jy lankal uit my woordeskat gekrap Ek fokkin weet dit is verkeerd Bid vir my Bid vir
This goes out to all my fly ladies, all across the world You know I love you And I'm sorry if I called you a bitch Sincerely yours, Jones Shawty's like
path snakes are in my blood line and not in my grass not talking to my match cut my family in half if you reap what you sow lemme pray my own heart C'
hear my plea" I heard my mother praying for me I got my Bible and sat down And in the Holy Book I found The way to end this misery Thank God, my mother
pleading voice has stopped Who?ll pray for me when momma?s gone? I guess, I?m just too weak to fall down on my knees And talk to God like a man on my
that I die, I'll stay true to my neighborhood Fuck with my neighborhood nigga, I wish you would Ain't shit changed like, oh, once said And oh, no, fool my
that I done spent I told my mom where the cash at, my live insurance policy is the money She been planning on using to bury me My ribs touching, my paper struggling, mayne All my
'm hitting the wall and she begs me to quit And she drags me to church but I'm scared to commit And I'm losing my mind 'cause she hides all my shit She
gonna start layin' brick Too much of this Romeo stuff, enough to make anybody sick 'To be or not to be', I mean what's that supposed to mean I'm changin' my
more time to talk there's so much to say No, I ain't forgot how I was raised but I'm livin' way too fast It's a roller coaster ride up and down My new
infamous Mobb Deep, nigga, fuck you If you touch one of my dunns, I'll buck you You ain't got nuts enough to come through And get back at my niggas for
(K.J.Garside) I painted somebody, I painted some more, I painted a house and I opened the door, I made her come inside, I made her feel warm, I mended
gonna start layin' brick Too much of this Romeo stuff enough to make Anybody sick "To be or not to be," I mean, what's that supposed to me I'm changin' my
Here is where the road divides, here is where we realize The sculpting of the Father's great design Through time you've been a friend to me But time is
Die! She starts her new diet, of liquor and dick, Just like Hollywood but laced in sick. The sun goes down and so does she. The sun goes down and so
two men who knew everything about me Both of 'em so strong, kept sayin' hold on Feel like my soul's gone...naked no clothes on I know this can't be my
(While you're cheating on me I'm praying for you) For I still believe someday you'll be true You'll reap what you sow I know those words are so true For
