big big is my God......big is my soul tripping off my scarf..... . out off of the hood make up this shit.........die in

big big is my God......big is my soul tripping off my scarf..... . out off of the hood make up this shit.........die in the wood...... I got this pains........ running in the mood sling cool i sing ........ so that I can think we fuck chunk........bonita h bee slings... he died young . ......not in the ring....... pick up the hit.......turn it to shit...... slave is in this peak........ less we sought deep.......... ma mind deep sleep....... make it a trip...... back in the city........ we money in the sit money slow.... so make it flow...... memento dias..........gracias dias....... nature could fly........cry in his deed....... up in the sky....... man got sliced cash moves......up.......in their tye eyeh ohhhh jmmmmmm I can scream it my sight......... I got move in their spy I got shit in my tight hmmmmmm it all the best I move up with the rest you wanna race......oh don't you hood up.....something is missing.......... I feel it real.... so note all your speed.... you wanna do something crazy you know ...... you wanna fuck all the nigga you know... you wanna see the sky scream of the mist what come around...... goes around..... may be it real.........not to be keen.... some feel heck. .....after the jeck. .... I say glory ......amen to the thee glory glory glory hail the Prince hall you know that. I think glory to the lost soul......hmmm they got that like the sheep colour in his blood........tell that hallelujah to God almighty....... praise that.....