(feat. Amber Coffman, Angel Deradoorian, Haley Dekle) [repeat 5X w/ ad libs] Doo, doo-doo, doo dooooooo (de da da, dah) Doooooooo (dah, doo da da, dah
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: (feat. Amber Coffman, Angel Deradoorian, Haley Dekle) [repeat 5X w/ ad libs] Doo, doo-doo, doo dooooooo (de da da, dah) Doooooooo (dah, doo da da,
leave my chest I'm a rep it, ain't too many soldiers left...left...left...left... [Verse 2] Everyday I'm on a battlefield of frontline soldiers, strappin' a
in this paradise of light I can only feel lost No grief, no pain How to maintain This world is no longer mine A warlord I was, cities we took A warlord
find Some kind of peace of mind Maybe The roots of love grow all around But for me they come a tumblin' down Every day heartaches grow a little stronger
[The Shadow Hunter starts a new religion, gathering people around him to spread the truth for him revealed. Words of peace and love sowed like seeds
There?s a place of quiet stillness ?tween the light and shadows reach Where the hurting and the hopeless seek everlasting peace Words of men and songs
speak to guess we still peoples' Life's more peaceful when you low and you eating legal Certain niggas never spoke now it's peace to see you It's a different
a stick, Travel a trail of grass roots and cross the seas blue, A road that touches the souls of those who walk in these shoes, With the fight of a gladiator
Since you're my special friend, come closer for a special treat (Uh) I'm going to let you touch me in a special place (But I don't want to touch you
the peace that they took. Ask no questions, hear no lies And you'll be living in the comfort of a fool's paradise. You're already dead, you're already
flip a little ecstasy Just playing roll for your seed Like a sesame Or the meaning of Thug Destiny Or to know what's all up In a mix like a recipe They
a larger community Yet they're soon to see I have a brother named Luck A nigga named Dres A groupie named Cassandra caught bobbin' on the head Of a Baby
m a product of a pops who had bullshit marriages My girl she's a G 'cause she carried her My baby girl Vicky, please believe I'm a marry her Fill her