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Immaculate mother of the holy
On of the overdose
We to you uncomfortable in our ways
don't slam the door all in my face

Tried to go to church, ain't work
Still to kill niggas
Tried to go work, but work ain't
Work ain't work for the nigga
make me feel like a field nigga
Make me feel worse, tryna' chill
But I feel like a steel mill, nigga
And hard when these niggas steal mama
What, when you and God gotta mill mama
off a meal deal mama, can't stunt
With them lil' wheels mama, need a real real heels mama
How dem liquors and them feel mama, lil' mama

No man shall
Lord knows if I said it, gospel, lil' mama

No man shall
Lord knows if I said it, it's gospel, your

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

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

White T on they
What drags em off the streets
In the whip wit' they
of the police
Trying to stick all this to me
Trying to all these crimes to me
Could you just send a to me
Mama please send a to me
What's like life?
Is and a fine to me
Lawyer I'd be alright
But I think he lying to me
They really 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
They 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 hora de nuestra muerte,

No man touch this
Lord said nobody can with, your momma

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

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

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

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

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