sensuality fucks that smooth hole Yes, this has been quite a bad year A brittle twig at the end of the branch cracks This has been a bad year, conducted
blacks, just-us with no sleep And they wonder why I keep a Glock 40 on my hip Cause Houston police department love to empty full clips Accidental death
run Cherishing every last breath But I ain't going back It's freedom or death That be my motive 4 murder Now I know you the judge of life and death
in the U.S. A million violent gun crimes are committed by 18 to 20 year olds with homicide being the leading cause of death How is it possible that 200
but stumbled and it threw me to the ground I felt the end was near, that death would be the price When a mighty bolt of lightning showed the face of Jesus Christ
I done copped a fifth of Vodka and in your honor I've grown this fetish for loose ladies and baby mommas Some say it's bad karma, what you do, man,
you tell me what he huntin' me for? Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil, for Thou walk with me It's Bad Boy
stick I'm on. ask yourself, when will he be seen on each and every TV screen? four legs good, two legs bad, four legs good, two legs bad. who
Chorus] [P. Diddy talking with Sarah singing] Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil, for thou walk with me It's Bad
you, you bastard, try any of that! Even a whore who has gone to the bad Won't be had by a rat! [BAMATABOIS] By Christ you'll pay for what you've done
cannon They fake, they look like money but ain't worth half the cake Have me runnin' from Jake, in a GS with bad brakes They want to knock me take for Christ
my care bear Singin' good stuff in my ear, runnin' fingers through my hair Represent the Zulu Nation with illy rap creations Just keep shit hotter than Death Row, Bad
to the death house. [Roxie Hart] Holy mother of God. [Mama Morton] Relax. I mean, in this town, murder is a formal entertainment. Besides, in 47 years
It was during my 2nd senior year when Mom found Jesus Christ. His spirit was trapped inside an old Nana Shepard's bottle that Mom picked out of the dumpster
I was 18 years old/ and one day I decided to go out with a friend/ She said "I want you to know my lovely boyfriend"/ So I replied "Ok, let's go!" I
was put into the world of the Christians In the belly of a jackal that is his mother Through his veins there flows powerful blood He is the bringer of death
take, take, take me home Yeah, I grew up in a Christian house Listenin' to Psalty and Charity Church Mouse Never did I know and never did I guess That 18 years
t prepare for the death, you live for the life And live right like, do right by your kids and your wife Have fun as a child, yo them years is precious
