Let the Lord judge the criminals.
Canโt sleep โcause all the dirt make my heart hurt
Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots
The hard times make a true friend afraid to ask.
Ever since I was an itty bitty kitty, been drinking liquor out of Mama's titty.
Only God Can Judge Me That which does not kill me can only make me stronger. I don't see why everybody feel as though that they gotta tell me how to live my life