For Sunday For 17 years I've let this go, I've let this go No one cares now, not even I now, that this familiar place has never once felt like home So
For Sunday For 17 years I've let this go, I've let this go No one cares now, not even I now, that this familiar place has never once felt like home
got my name from the Baptist who made tha wrong moves wit the women and died for it You make the wrong moves when you come and you try for it New York
or even get put to rest Down here we rep the Screwed Up Click, or rep the Swishahouse And we don't play games we gon take aim, or punch you in your mouth On a paper chase for
stage but that's how it's gotta go in the stone age The fame in my game I name rapture like a polished rock I'll make it shine for sure word is that
still goin off, I'm thinkin of addin riches For dollars and sense, see I gotta have it goin on, Or be trapped in this hole for too motherfuckin long
before you even play Up to date but came too late Better get yourself another name You're so right but overnight You're the one who has to take the blame
own criminal here we go From a place where a nigga might bury ya Nigga act up and I better take care of you scared of ya I be ready for the war Nigga
the lies they?re fighting for And black gold from an old king?s soul won his round How can someone take a life In the name of god and say it?s right
(ah) Mend broken hearts and take our souls to heaven (ah) So Satan, listen up (ah) In God's name I rebuke you (ah) I stand up in his name, look you in
break it down for y'all It was just one of those days when I wanted to catch sunrays Fun to get blunted on a Sunday, afternoon Nigga ? got room, grab
can run an tell my city it's on [Drake:] Yeah, wrong way down the one way, Women don't get saved round me even on a sunday, Damn where I get it from
meet It's a quarter moon in a ten cent town Time for me to lay my heartaches down Saturday night gonna make myself a name Take a month of sundays to try
[Uriah Heep cover] She came to me one morning One lonely Sunday morning Her long hair flowing In the midwinter wind I know not how she found me For in
Growing off of his shoulder (ETHELL was a tree growing off of his shoulder) (hey, hey hey!) Billy had two big Caves for eyes, With a cliff for a jaw
perfection of the youth. nothing to choose, nobody chooses blocked up in their eyes innocent innocent girl you do it in a favor for the blood just hoping for
