Always
The Jehovah of Armies, Angels all around me, this world so filled with evil
we need a Savior to save our Country, and He's watching all the corruption
inside the course of action that it has taken, just to inform you I carry swords too,
Live by that ,die by it its all the same, to do evil is sport to an evil man, but my creed
Loyalty, honor, integrity, and i struck awe with that one, i been around some, blew a couple towns up, and even though it sounds nice it was no fun man, i never thought
it would amount to a couple hits i took some for a good cause, as rich men relax in mansions i get random help you know it comes from above, hands down no skills
sticking with the steel, sticking to my field, bright minds polite eager to show my kindness, a humble mans silence is sweeter than a proud mans boast, her drinks on
me toast, passion so strong , they say shes so beautiful, Mil besos, a thousand kisses presto, she treasures the moment, I met up with a hawk and i never shot one, always watching like a hawk, still Apache warrior tomahawk, and i can feel the treeline, at this moment it seems fine, freeze hell over with my force it came from God,
Your most powerful weapon is your mind, I'm bleeding out intelligence sweet as melody
a breath of fresh air i dont know what to do with my felonies, no guns no passports,
falling stars disaster,
Copyright © Timothy Jacks | Year Posted 2015
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