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letra de o / m / d / f - tony ri'chard

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u gotta feel it in ur soul is back
soul is back

on my dead family they can’t bury me
and i been walking through the heat father carry me
not into fame not a star gary me
i hurt some women in my past they need therapy

if i make it give my paper to some charities
take a glimpse into my heart its not a parody
let me help the people out who wanna bury me
gl-ss house throw ya rocks get some clarity

middle finger money nig
i got real problems
why we k!lling in the street
“we saw real bottoms”

see a crack momma see a crack bottle
see a crack dollar got his girl prada
payed a tax dollar
nigha
(haha)

i’m not to beplayed with
i’m light skin
but within me is a slave ship
i had a chat with frankie beverly
i’m mazed in
neo matrix
watch i hit the a-list

i tried gracing some homies
but look we can’t co-exist
demonic hit men
i guess i’m number 2 on they list

i’m getting stabbed by tongues
as if a knife don’t exist
i’m getting hit on by nighas
as if my wife exist

i need the spirit in my life
not no popery
hit my knees get in prayer
mix some potpourri
“like father god”
why these evils always holding me?
“put it all back together if it’s spose to be”

become selfless
don’t know know me or my’s
this a hard walk i’m walking with some sighs
broke the breaks heard the speech ate some sides
equipping boys in the hood, before they see their demise

when my momma p-ssed
it was like a lesson spoke a tale
everybody die wonder why
“adam fell”

new listeners i know you prolly lost not a clue
im here giving facts telling youth all the truth

i been really in the field buying sold us back
buying soldiers back
boy our soul is cracked
“woe we chap”

sometimes i wonder dog
really if my mind missing
feel like your mom missing
and like you stuck in prison

an evil corrupted system
you born as a fallen victim
the devil always picking
please holy spirit sick him

if i die in the morning
ain’t no need to mourn
if i’m away from the body
then i’m at home with the lord

heaven is higher than weed
life is i lost the cigars
i ain’t fearing death when dreams show me times afar

when i look in the mirror
just know i still see my soul
and all my debt has been paid
my savior sit on a throne

i need the spirit in my life not no popery
hit my knees get in prayer mix some potpourri
like father god why these evils always holding meeee
put it all back together if its spose to beeeee ugh

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- tony richard

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