Texty:
13 And God If

If there were somthing so loud and clear It would have been bought and sold We travle the space ways and doom the space of men and doom the space we'

just get they whole body laced up With bullet holes and such Speak the wrong words, man and you will get touched You could put your whole army against my team And

And life is a bitch but god forbid if i leave her Hated in my city since the day that I remeember But i ain't ever tired of these kids like Angelina And

and hold on to me. If my little mocking bird don't sing, Then daddy won't buy her no diamond ring. Dear God, would you send me a child? Oh God, would

into the house and lay 'em down Bring you the head of every victim man, woman, child I will not deceive you God said I'll never leave you And since I

since I was 13 I learned how to sew and sewed shut my own booty hole cause I aint took no sh-t since I looked down to my nuts and saw my first pubic grow

like agua and I'm cold like a ski beat Lawd... got them hood niggas quotin my bars And them bloggers like oh my gawd... Smokee robinson, earl james, and

the stomach Nobody wants a little tight ass! 1 and 2 and 3 and 4 and get them sit-ups right and Tuck your tummy tight and do your crunches like this

-blue Like God's first draft of the sky Balls it up for something new And if you got somethin' better Than I'm listenin to you If you got somethin' better