like Net Zero What an offer yall should bum-rush the alter Call to the Lord in any season, He'll salt ya I ask you, "Don't you know wrath is coming at
gives sex looks, All for broken fame, I bounce hard like check books, yo kool is always lame. Come soft with no shame, come again or come clean, this
"father" that brought it to life, One day, a dark day He jumped of a bridge, suicide Once a love, from the heart it grew, But what would come, they