clay soil glow, as Mary Phagan, just two months shy of fourteen, was laid to her final rest. FRANKIE God forgive me what I think. God forgive me what
of your soul Back in the day they stole our smile So we clothe our teeth in gold And we frontin', from nigga to kid, to Son of God It's wild dependin
the prayers we pray In the name of the Prince of Peace We walk in faith and remember long ago How they killed Him and then how on the third day He
with a soldier with the grandmaster plan nigga I'm tryin' to make a few million buy a few buildings, one day stop dealin' And go and raise my children
fight Under a pilgrims plight For a better way of life See we sail the seas with a sun stained atlas To escape the day to day mental mundane madness That
promise, Of no children in poverty, wish that could have been honest, We had abbot and costella, right wing overloads, Promises and children, they threw
sorrow. * Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children
soldier with the grandmaster plan nigga I'm tryin' to make a few million buy a few buildings, one day stop dealin' And go and raise my children Got it
the twentieth century the virgin Mary gave. One by one the secrets came sworn to be true in god's name look to the sky the three children claimed and
great anguish, but no hint of recognition And on one, grim, September day The sisters 16th birthday Elephant Elephant dies The funeral is held at the same day
we block killing Praying on my downfall can't see me rock millions Plan is chilling, Crypt is chilling Banish will pull the ratchet and smack you little children [?] your third
Lost got my soul [Chorus] [Third Verse:] My Mama said there would be days like these, The Ghetto on my back beatin' me down to my knees, Disease, infected, Children
the day it will past Word..turn thru new jersey,swerve..on the wrong side of town you serve This for my nicca on the third...for my homeboyz yok (khadifi
in Christ I don?t regret it, It?s Babylon, stress gun?s and nylons, They dead two buildings I pray for God?s children
a fat cup of piss my third eyes open so give me some swiss miss saw a thirty foot fairy walking down your street though I was down with God I had to
you can only see through the third I fall way beyond the norm on the verb Shine on mental nourishment, you can dine on Track yellin at me get yo arrow god
appear to be Wanna kick the knowledge and pass this information to you? Yo, there go the God right there, yo Peace, Born Knowledge Peace God (Peace what
man, fear is the state of nervousness Only fit for children, not men All men are created equal, so to offend man, is to offend God Fear is lose control of one third