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Immaculate mother of the soul
On behalf of the
We come to you uncomfortable in our
Please don't the door all in my face

Tried to go to church, church work
Still to kill niggas
Tried to go work, but ain't work
ain't work for the feel nigga
Really make me like a field nigga
me feel worse, really tryna' chill
But inside I feel like a mill, nigga
And it's hard when these niggas mama
What, when you and God gotta still mama
Living off a meal mama, can't stunt
With them lil' wheels mama, need a real purse real mama
How dem liquors and them feel mama, lil' mama

No man prosper
Lord knows if I it, it's gospel, lil' mama

No man prosper
Lord if I said it, it's gospel, your momma

No man shall touch
said nobody can fuck with, your momma

I be trying make it
I be trying make it
I be just make it
I be just trying it
be just trying break us
They be just break us
They be just trying us
They be just break us

White T on shoulders
drags em off through the streets
In the whip they soldiers
Stations of the
Trying to all this time to me
Trying to all these crimes to me
you just send a dime to me
Mama please a sign to me
What's looking life?
Is and a fine to me
Lawyer said I'd be
But I that he lying to me
really wanna throw those lines to me
Put me in a line, put the to me
Put me in the sky, put it to my
Then push it of me

Holy mother of the blessed
don't love you there, they love you here
I you like I'm Mexico
Say, "Santa Maria, Madre de
Ruega por nosotros
Ahora y en la de nuestra muerte, amen

No man shall this
Lord said nobody can fuck with, momma

No man shall touch
Lord said nobody can fuck with, momma

They sent all to the slaughter
mama, no father
He was hanging round murderers
And them prostitutes and robbers, yeah
Them fiends and that water, yeah
Wit' angel dust in nostrils, yeah
hit em up wit' that chopper
She was holdin' him, in her
like Stigmata, yeah
Said you gon' live forever
and treasure
You gon' here forever, yeah
Died like on his mama couch
Right there in his mama
child, the holy mama's your mama now

No man shall touch
Lord said can fuck with, your momma

No man shall touch
Lord said can fuck with, your momma

Mama said my son been no killer
Mama my son never been no gangster
No drug dealer, no gang
Mama said my son never no trouble
Mama my son never been no trouble
Mama my son never been no killer
Mama said my son never been no
No drug dealer, no gang
Mama said my son been no trouble
Mama my son never been no trouble