m da young prophet, Got money in my pocket. [Chorus:] I'm down on my knees, beggin you please, Say! Please forgive me lord... You know what's in my heart
m all seeing who's livin' for love's sake Thinking above great limits and tomorrow I'll win it Today my task finish with my heart in it Starred in it
very end do you remember when hardcore was everything? dancing, diving, always good times but, i guess it had to end young and full of energy punk rock
end do you remember when hardcore was everything? dancing, diving, always good times but, i guess it had to end young and full of energy punk rock shows
(feat. QB, Ricky P) Blocks want my soul, cops want me on parole So they can watch and control My activity livin in captivity Still ain't free until
she moves like a song Feet to corns, hands and calluses but the heart is warm And, my hair is wooly and attract a lot of energy Even negative she gotta
world of it, And of you? Pedagogue of Young Gods. All slavery ever does is free you. All anyone ever does is an example. All power is just collective energy
me That's gon' be the last day you breath Nobody here rides for free You fuckin' with a real O.G I stick 'n move like a young Ali You can't hit what
Don't go Son, nigga you my motherfuckin heart Stay still Son, don't move, just think about Keeba She'll be three in January, your young God needs you