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a rose in her hand and a candle on her chest She put her head on my head and with teary eyes she said: Precious time we have together With a stone in
tho at times man we still ignore it and yall gon owe respect to me and I dont like apologies just diss me till you satisfied i swear it doesnt bother me sticks and stones
, I must say I take a cake They speak ill but words don't break him bone They bounce off him 'cause see him is purchasin' homes See his stones how they
make sho my dough multiply Eight-fifty navy blue, kill like a Laker do Twenty inch chrome shit, who must I say to you Watch what your lady do we stoned
, come on like you should Come on with your, come on Gimme, gimme your thing Gimme, gimme my thing Gimme, gimme my thing Feels so good, let's get it on Gimme Make it stone
'all fear me Fuck all these fairy tales Go to hell, this is God engineerin' This is a Hail Mary pass, y'all interferin' He without sin shall cast the first stone
of life The stone was rolled away, an Angel proudly proclaimed (He lives, He lives) He lives Christ is risen (Christ is risen just like He said) Our Lord and Savior (The Lord
might I don't trust to nothing But I know it come out right Say it once again now Oh, I hope you understand When it's done and over Lord, a man is just
and said "Son, Papa was a rolling stone Wherever he laid his hat was his home (And when he died) All he left us was a loan Papa was a rolling stone,
five With the snitches for these hoes, trunk full of ammo Keep my toast closer than most niggaz keep they own shadow And I strap for my foes like a saddle I rock stones
Jesus but she done learned a lot from Satan I mean a nigga did a lot of waitin' We ain't married but tonight I need some consummation May the Lord forgive
but this chain that binds me Lost track of how far I've gone How far I've gone, how high I've climbed On my back's a sixty pound stone On my shoulder
of the river when the world was young And all of these spirit voices rule the night By moon we walk to the Brujo's door Along a path of river stones
out this thug life See you again someday I wish, I wish, I wish I wish, I wish, I wish Voices in my head been tellin' me to come to church Say, the Lord
a thug with a notty head Looked at my Benz and called that a Nazi sled With a face like he wonder where I got my bread Probably all these stones he
In the bleak midwinter, frost wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone; Snow had fallen, snow on snow, snow on snow, In the bleak
