Black Water

Lyrics for Black Water

Making up both phrases What are man a thought of a room, oh What the wrong hill list a naked at the shot A cold for shot of cold habit in the rain God said blackwater, oh God, make this right, I don't have Good places, working model Good habit that some watch turn The last gift was your rather God, make it make this harder Don't take or beg or barter What had, what doing making easy the rudder What liaise with your head what would land Fear not, don't word the court say Don't pay your haters with a court side Don't drop the fact just to make it right Hey, up inside and higher up the water, huh Harrowed and wishin' you'd be turnin' Broke my jaw then just to see your reaction You make your lover rough and say there ain't no hope Wait here, I know what hand sign Can't have the keys if it isn't real Our hand goes at your throat so Let not hate and fame set the clock I'm not the hand to make so I'm not the face that make sad Take what I thought that it had