Lyrics:
She's like a full day's supply of Vitamin C
There's a little white box where you tried to hide
The parts of me you thought should stay inside
But, now,
Oh every day it supply me
But I need You to remind me
So I don't forget, no I don't forget
Oh na na na
I'm lost without Your love
I wanna feel Your
now days
Come in short supply
It's time that we
It's time that we
Make a space in our hearts
And open our eyes
Where are
All the sandy
suitcase
From the money that you stole
From her on the day she died
To the long lines at the clinic
Waiting for a days supply, a days supply
Till the wind
Excuses, excuses, you'll hear them every day.
And the Devil he'll supply them, if the church you stay away.
When people come to know the Lord,
know why
Energy in low supply
As this day fades to another
We're all competing undercover
And for what
I don't know why
Energy in low supply
Strangers
one from that city would come to our aid
As our children would suffer day after day
Our supplies would soon drain, only there for their gain
Lack
Sweet life
For a while
The water from your eyes
Stole from the sky's
Rainy day supply
So the ground's never wet
And my life's always dry
Sweet life
bread up
Aint nobody give a f*ck unless
They shorty's head up
Gone!
I tell her shorty keep ya head up
Everything gone be ok
Love low on supply
Take it day
we whippin’ them Jaguars, BMWs, and lines of Benzes
Cotton is I, aye yo Cotton I is
The day quiz supplies the life I live, life I give, I stay chiz
strong
It’s time reflect
More than money see I want the respect
And I will supply
Until the day that I die
It’s more than a song this more like a vibe
I
down the streets
Ran the quarter mile was nigga with the feet
Momma had the had hand
Made an empire outta sand
We ate most day cause supply and demand
shy fool
Too scared to say that I like you
One of the few you ever cried to
Made a promise to never lie to
Middle of the day you supply nudes
Shopping
on the day
When supplies get depleted
I set out for the store
I'm Grant at Galena
I need a new war
I need a new war
I say the same things that used
raining down like a storm
Ain't no thinking about a thing
I'm living each day with faith
God is my supply
I'm never running out of grace
I'm spending all my
me I can't go to that area cuz there afraid of me swinging my hand
I remember them days in supply and demand
Now shits mad I s****y they demand
Took
to no one
Else to feel for you
You got a 30 day supply
If you lose, you lose
Pain management
Stand for something or fall for anything
"Man up" is what
day life on a three day supply, the kids are all fat
a jagged spoon, a broken dish
real as uncle benzedrine, a last life wish
i won't pretend
Every day the food supply decreasing
While the population is increasing
Where are they going to find
A way to serve mankind
Every day the energy yes
WHEN I TELL YOU THAT I LOVE YOU|I COULD SAY IT ALL DAY LONG|NO SHORT SUPPLY OF WHAT I'M FEELIN'|THERE'S MORE WHERE THAT CAME FROM||THOUGH IT SEEMS
thing
Mix a H with quanna
Take him 1-2 whole days
Molly grits supply the strip
By the triple private planes
Read a book and took a nap
Enjoy
Can't drink oil, can't eat gold
The only real precious asset H2O
We demand more every day, but the supply stays the same
Growing ever more polluted
Dazzled by the visions rolling out before my eyes
Angel-made graffiti, demons in disguise
You could trade away your birthright for another day's supplies
Dazzled by the visions rolling out before my eyes
Angel-made graffiti, demons in disguise
You could trade away your birthright for another day's supplies
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