Lletres:
Shelter One Concern

're scot free. More anxiety, false security. Desire to accumulate, it'll never satiate. Another fish takes the bait, You know it's not the answer. My one concern

soul and it took all that i had to get out of that hole it took the birth of my sons to get back my control so man i just went number one, aint going

I was concerned and I knew I stood firm So much that I learned, you were green Needed self esteem but I was too firm Then ego crept right up on me And

burned up is my hood We ?kicked bout' a foot?, don't own a hood I took too much then too much, now I don't know where to turn Or who it may concern,

face Wrinkles become my road maps And my one last tire is going bald Rubbing it when checking messages Knowing no one called I trooop on On the road again Tired of what I wrote I spend one

fear and fate Like the Lord cracked the sky and it gave forth rain So my enemies will be made a footstool before of the King One by one they?ll fall

, you're nothing, You're no one Terrified, petrified Nothing, you're no one, do you care because I don't Nothing, you're no one, nobody cares so just

and burned up is my hood We ?kicked bout' a foot?, don't own a hood I took too much then too much, now I don't know where to turn Or who it may concern

shelter in God's mercy and resist their evil intents Fight back all demons that will do you harm And have faith in the holy one