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AGNES DEI Lyrics & Music by Michael W. Smith
WORTHY Lyrics & Music by Don Moen

From the recording: Offerings, Track #4.

Alleluia, Alleluia
For our
(Brent Bourgeois/Michael W.Smith)
Here I go,restless heart
Another lovely misadventure in the dark
All my friends who knew me when
Tell me not
The Shocker right after the Grammies
And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami
Run up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound
Like you gimme the cash and you put
Yeah
(Turn on)

I put the kush in the stogey, yeah, I put the Bentley in Drive
I'm pulling out the garage, and thanking God I'm alive
I've been
I put the kush in the stogey, yeah, I put the Bentley in Drive
I'm pulling out the garage, and thanking God I'm alive
I've been through so much
The Shocker right after the Grammies
And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami
Run up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound
Like you gimme the cash and you put
million dollars later I'm a blessing nigga
How a nigga rich but still stressing nigga
Glock .40, Smith & Wesson nigga
Streets will never ever stop testing
It's on now
Feel threatened by this
T-Squad
T.S.
Takin shit
[ VERSE 1: Armageaddon ]
We 12-cylinder-pushin drug dealer-killers, we feelin this
for me, yeah

[Verse 1: The Game]
I swear to God, it feel like every day is my birthday
Let the top down, California's my birthplace
So I'ma take
allow us to bloom
And blossom, I swear them Vegas nights was fucking awesome
But adiós I blow my own dice before I toss 'em
Lost some niggas some other
lot of ass behind you (jam)
Got me sayin', "ooh keep goin' with your moves"
Candles by the bed, God damn this a movie
Stuffin' you with dick while my
to bloom
And blossom, I swear them Vegas nights was fucking awesome
But adiós I blow my own dice before I toss 'em
Lost some niggas some other niggas double
Smith and Wess 
Pull your girl up out her dress, snatch the baby out the nest 
Represent the Mid-west, after we drug test 
Look like federal express,
swear to God, it feel like every day is my birthday
Let the top down, California's my birthplace
So I'ma take you there like B.I.G. took niggaz to New
Allah just, I lay it for the mix tapes
Quick to quake a label-mate 
The sound came outta rusted crate
Surrounded by cobwebs
Beat smooth enough
ain't no stopping us now, my nigga

[Freck Billionaire]
Ya clip trip, clip spit
Get your strip wet
I got the rubber grip Smith and my rich sweats
o'clock I'm ready to split
Ready to get in my Chevy to get home and start hittin it hard w/ Betty
Smith or Johnson, fuck it it don't matter
Just want
the Grammies
And Will Smith and Jada a** down in Miami
Run up on Timberland and Missy the pound
Like you gimme the cash and you put the hot dog down

I
stanze
You coming in pairs, then two bodies by the stairs
Nigga we bang with the best, the models to rest
Create drama, rock armor, Smith & Wess-ons

Blood
ain't no stopping us now, my nigga

[Freck Billionaire]
Ya clip trip, clip spit
Get your strip wet
I got the rubber grip Smith and my rich sweats
the Grammies
And Will Smith and Jada a** down in Miami
Run up on Timberland and Missy the pound
Like you gimme the cash and you put the hot dog down

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