t read?, Where the practice black magic And speak to the dead (speak to the dead) Minds fried like bleach to the head From the stuff being preached by the Greeks if you read
sho it's inspired lets go and aply it, arrive at conclusions useful to giving Christ the glories that he deserves, the stories is in his word Titus is all about
It's time we get it in for Jesus, start a buzz up for him Man, but somethings always stopping ya, maybe your love for sin Or the lack of love you showing
word of God was true How Paul was a Jew who would use the truth of the Old Testament to make things clear Thank God that day Jay turned an ear Now he reading, reading, and reading
the desires of the flesh Say bear some fruit, ?bear some fruit? Say bear some fruit, ?bear some fruit? Say I got love, I got love, I got ?I got love, I got love
obnoxious, I was just that fool Love money, love lust, love me, love greed No limits to my conscience, anything to succeed I was selfish and conceited, love rage, love
but there's nothing to read about. We're going off the deep end (we're going off the deep end) There's a long road waiting ahead. She fell in love and
up to Madison Are you still letting go? Are you still letting go? Cause I've been trying to move on But I'm feeling so damn lost Without your love Without your love
em it's on, I was raised to be strong And Mama told me be a Thug since the day I was born I came up, out the gutter never changed my style Got for real about
don't you love it how I lick your, hips and glide Kiss you soft on your stomach, push my love inside Got ya lost in a love zone, stuck in the lust I got
: One love, one love, one thug One nation, twenty-one gun salute I'm hopin my true motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I ever wrote Against
tell The east coast crib, the size of a small hotel The shit journalist write about me, get me confused Have me feelin' like the heavy weight champ when he lose I read
out me ('Cause what?) 'Cause I'm ghetto, I'm ghetto Niggas hate when you do good But when you broke, your friends and your enemies They love you, they love
is shook Fifty fear no man, Warrior, swingin swords like Conan Picture me, pen in hand writin lines knowin the Source'll quote it When I die, they'll read
that next chump to end up in the trunk After bein hit by the pump, is that whut you want? Be easy nigga, I'll lay your ass out Believe me nigga, thats whut I'm about
get ugly It's the money that - makes these hoes love me It's the money that - makes niggas wanna slug me man..I thought the money would make it all lovely
read the story now My name Nore, and niggas know how I rip And if I don't feel a nigga, I don't get on his shit Y'all can love me, or hate me, or suck
Writing a letter to you Didn't make me any more peaceful Than how I felt when we weren't speaking. Feels I didn't cop to what I did. I can't love you