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SECOND SAMUEL
indie tribe
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4:32 and Im thinking bout wrath
I was on top of the palace relaxing
Heaven and hell what I saw in the bath
I couldn't deal with the weight of the baggage
I put her man in a coroners bag
I couldn't bother with reading a passage
I caught the lob it was all in the pass
Yeah its all in the pass
All in the pass
And I aint trynna hear none of that noise
I poured me a cup of the juice
And spit at a fool
Thas touchin the Lords annointed
I was pick of the litter
That boy was choice
Kinda like God made all my choices
Me and him that's not the same
These king slides
Them is black air forces
Black air forces
Yeah
Kingdom of God and they call me the one
He thought he's the one, until he saw
Me with auto and then he had gone on the run
It's me
And I could let all of the dogs off the leash
They makin you swallow your tongue
Call you my kid I see you been talkin to pigs
You look like the prodigal son
I just seen him outside
He's just waiting for Blood on the porch
I'm inside its gorgeous
Remember you talking up
That man did what?
He zooted I can't endorse it
Zoom in
The color of hate in his iris
He's rocking a toy
That ain't nothing in a toy with
Nate go ahead and go get him sorted
If he's stepping out
Then I'm stepping for it
A thousand men and they steppin for me
You got a crew but it's all informants
I'm goin to war I don't need a warrant
My girl foreign, my other girl foreign
My other other girl foreign
Bench stacked you benchwarmin
My pen pad is annointed
My crib norbit, it's enormous
Things to do I'm just too important
What's the point of this story?
My BM is in the other room
Waiting for the uh
You talking about broke boys and gyros
I got me a rack of them
And plus 5 more
If I see him, I'll send the wailers out
Turn a chariot to a Tahoe
When you throw stones it's a glass home
When I throw stones it's Goliaths dome
Palace full of doors
So many keys look like a xylophone
Fields full of wheat
So many sheep look like pile of snow
When I up the bow
Don't hear a peep turn bro to a coward tho
You see me in battle though
I don't exaggerate
Even my cattle know
Ask the Philistines
I took 100 foreskins
I could've got more
My baby good
Gang was chillin
Music up
I was finna dance out my drawls
Why you bring this boy up?
Is he a fan?
Do he want to meet God?
Just heard my side chick say that she is late
We gotta hide the kid
Get her man, send him home with wine
He gon think he did it
He refuse put him on the line, opps gon split his wig
If they miss, put him on the line, tell em spin again
Don't pretend I ain't used to running missions
When it's spanking time
It sounds like he needs God's help to get it
It's spanking time
I'm there with that
I'll really peel his crown
You see me wearing that
Bring him down to me
Bring her here to me
And I'll take care of that
It's me baby
We make a good team baby
You need a king baby
Let's make it right
Come on dry your eyes
Here go a ring baby
He gotta come suffer
No recovery
Until he pays a fee, maybe
He said to me
Do you really feel like that?
Then what you gonna see is crazy
Mourning over
Come cry on my shoulder
That's the palace rules
All that talk about how bad is you
And what you had planned to do
Told me boy
It all went to the plan
He said you the man
Good thing you got scheme's fore em then
Because that man is you
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