“Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.” John 14:6 

Lyrics:
She carries me on her hip
its a mindless direction
filled with ammo and despair
how much I don't care
because at least im on your side
she carries me on her hip 
with pride

I don't need a feeling 
Im feeling what im thinking

She takes me through her hell 
deigned with images of lies and fairytales
why hold to u when its hot
I see u through the invisible part of your insecurities

I don't need a feeling 
Im feeling what im thinking

Unchained from these shackles
won't be no healthy slave
when these thoughts used to get in my brain all they did was cause me pain
put that pussy in a fucking grave 
American horror story my name is Tate

om mani padme hum 
peace love 
peace love 
repeat this and mayas gone

Hare Krishna 
Hare Krishna 
ur grace
wouldn't leave me gone
ur grace 
wouldn't leave me gone lil........bitch
u was so fucking wrong____
TAKE OFF THAT THONG****
GET UP off of that thong lil bitch.....-"lil bitch bitch bitch"

ओंमणिपद्मेहूंommanipadmehum

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Ahead of my time

DETROIT SPECIAL  2026 //P-funk Tribute//

Feeling Right @shitjelani [CLOWE SHOT IT][BENDER OUT DEC 4]

[AMERICAN DREAM] 

i was in the back of the class
scribblin raps
forgin a pass
tryna get the fuck out the do'
lookin to make sum dough
fuck on sum hoes
go against foes
who said i aint gon be shit
well what u know ?
they was right
i aint nuthin but a fuck up/muthafuckin man of the year
hope u like this flow in ya ear
$plashious put the magic in the patterns of the drums
cassius how im rappin , packin punches like a gun

now when i wake up 
i need cash in my hand wit the weed to match
i got five on it baby , we can match
dutches on my stand , u know i keep the wraps
split it down the middle , tuck n roll it til the keef intact

i told her lick it like the ends aint stickin
then i grabbed the blunt n baked it
wish she wasnt here so i could face it
never do the same wit my issues
emotions in misuse
sippin the goose
top of the benz loose
thats the american dream

but fuck america , it aint what it seems
they got my family fucked up
money tight
my pockets stiff at the seams
the whole world is goin to shit n it stinks

now when i wake up 
i need cash in my hand wit the weed to match
i got five on it baby , we can match
dutches on my stand , u know i keep the wraps
split it down the middle , tuck n roll it til the keef intact

yea muhfucka


[TRUGOON]

its tha muhfuckin goon again

said its tha muhfuckin goon again
rude hooligan
tokin potent herb
stuck like a scooter jam
who the man ?
chino well qualified
aint nobody sharp as i
problem unsolvable ?
fists go peter parker guy
always focused on green like i never saw the sky
blocking blessings , u n my choppa is finna harmonize
finna let it sing , no kevin gates
sippin fine lemonade
tryna climb heavens gates

its tha muhfuckin goon again

hangin wit tha homies made me wanna hop walls n do dumb shit
burnt the blunts to roaches , now im cap'n crunch munchin
quick shout to honey bunches
i be grubbin on those too
creatures of the street 
u see us mobbin at ya whole foods
pop a ollie in a hospital lobby
burnin bodies
tellin grandmas have they granddaughters call me
i was beina fuckin rebel 
bumpin man on the moon
now im burnin indicuddy
fuckin goon , what it do


[SNOWFALL]

i said im feelin like snowfall 
whenever i come down

feelin like snowfall 
spittin in this snowball
off four blunts
my brain cells need a roll call
think i mighta lost sum
but fuck it , i feel awesome
had a bunch of feelings n i tossed em
wit the rest of my old hooks n verses
grateful i can spit 
who'da thought i had purpose
who'da thought i wasn't so fuckin worthless
always had my back turned on churches 
flirtin wit my sins , hit the furnace


[HIT THE UBER] 

medicated 
got the whip swervin
fifth bourbon i sipped
its still early
got a bad bitch wit me
she got her hips curvin
servin dick until her lips burnin
shits hurtin
got the bitch chokin 
like shes supposed to give a big sermon
then i proceeded to hit the uber like " slide now "
told her its outside n she replied " i hope u die foul "
n i was like wow
am i supposed to cry out 
n fly a puerto rican bitch to see me get high now ?
i couldnt help but smile
weighin tree on crocodiles
hit the bong 
was gone for miles
flowin like the river nile

since a lil child
i was causin ruckus wild
if u gotta problem wit me
add it to the fuckin pile

i aint yo fuckin pal
competition throwin towels

turn my headphones up loud !

TRUGOON

TRUGOON [PROD. $PLASHIOUS]

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every disney star's before and after theme song.

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DAYS B4

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