Starvation is the creation of the devil, a rebel I'm bringin' food to the people like a widow bringin' flowers to a grave in the middle of the city isolation
ya'll feeling me Been livin' up in a material world Ya'll killing me, ya'll killing me Really, really, act so silly Til he hit 'em in the middle of
held (in the middle of the air) They got the word (they got the word) I say yes to Jesus (they got the word That I'll meet them in that city (built
me the river of the water of life, as clear as crystal, flowing from the throne of God and of the Lamb down the middle of the great street of the city
Let's go in and see what he has to say [Verse 1:] "K-Rino if you were president, what would you do? " I'd make a national holiday and dedicate it to
next event But the circumstance left a cool sense of surprise Eyes widen up When some speakers with talons raise the mic in the clutch Right smack in the middle
my mind like the melting of the North Pole, My people are targeted by military crack committees, So I?m bucking at the feds like natives in Rapid City
still be able to work my magic Beater, Willy Nelson of the next generation A Rising legacy shinin' across of every nation I need a passport, luggage and
We have takin control over this city as to bring you this special bulletin and we will return this motherfucker to ya as soon as the National Guard move
(Verse #1) I live the high life with lowlifes who want life to go/ Down the middle of the marketplace where souls are bought and sold/ In Rap Olympics
? What difference did you make? [Verse 2:] You see how the world changin'? Yeah, they look so dumb ain't it? Wish they just kill 'em all so now the Middle
pass me the B please I got intercate shit to kick even though I campaign with a gang Bumpin though in different denominations in the nations, and the nations
niggaz looking around And all y'all niggaz ain't think we get this roll fuck what you heard believe what you saw It's a nation thugs ready to flip out
harm the Lord?s well-armed calm kept creation None felon bomb of a none denomination A simple servant out here sicken sevens on the nation My camp or
us any trouble. There's a riot down in Shelton Only minutes after Brixton but this city never made it on the telly Or the rumble of the nations underbelly
The river of the water of life As clear as crystal, Flowing from the throne of god And of the lamb down the middle Of the great street of the city On
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can finish over there. I'm in majic city shawty see me swang in the chair. yeahhh. it's gucci mane la flar. I'm in majic city shawty see me slang in the
