let me tell you something, i just sat here thinking about your comments. i'll fucking tell you anything i wanna tell ya; if you were in front of me right
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it, another day Another dollar, wake up, to the barking from the rottweilers Pull the collars, make 'em sit for the godfather Then I holler, to Justin my son
my knife, Got cash in my jeans Did dirt in my life, havin nightmares in my dreams I remember my father, I was watchin him suffer Help me heavenly father
be in the ninja? Just an all black perfect vision and their movement is in silence What are the true keys to be in the ninja? Just an all black perfect vision
the prodigal son, I was out on my own Now I'm trying to find my way back home Baptized in the river I'm delivered, I'm delivered You're from a small
you know what's really happening With that son of an assassin (son of an assassin) Feelin' this killin' and peelin' caps cause I can't stop My gangsta attitude comes from
another day another dollar wake up to the barking from the Rottweilers Pull the collars make em sit for the Godfather Then I holler to Justin my son
Makaveli in this, Killuminati, all through your body The blow's like a twelve gauge shotty, feel me And God said, "He should send his one begotten son
Consider it done like a father, like son Like a ship that is lost at sea Drifting aimlessly, far away from me When you're falling asleep And your breathing
this... Killuminati, all through your body The blow's like a twelve gauge shotty Uhh, feel me! And God said he should send his one begotten son to lead
day, when I am summoned to walk across the face Well slowly, but clearer now in visions that play and plague memories I loved them with all, as a son should to mother and father
of Troy will shine bright Roam in darkness (Spread the vision) Roam in darkness (Spread the vision) Roam in darkness (Spread the vision) Roam in darkness (Spread the vision
Was the night - I was young When my father called for his first born son Took me place at his side While this great chief raged in the fire light We'd
son, yeah, some of that bogus Aight, aiyyo, son, yo, yo You think that motherfuckin' nigga's out there right now, son? Word, what he doin' out here? Son
, vanished in a desolate breath I contemplate this unfertile fields that are mine... preacher, sinner dreamer that takes possession of time father and son
was riding beside him He said I'm old, kind of worn out inside I worked my whole life in the steel mills of Gary And my father before me I helped build