Lyrics:
of cleaner fresher fruit
My spirit's destitute, ain't no hell or purgatory
Ain't nobody praying for me, I'm always by myself, I'm lonely
Even when we speak, I
[Twin Spirit N. 32]
I'm So Sad !
There's No Point In Living Anymore
My Nature Has Been Twisted By
Your Presence In This Unreal World
And I Wish I
the blessed mic christ
Just a man but a spirit nonetheless
Who leaves behind a catalog and finally can come to rest
He's survived by a tribe
that extends
embraced to his pillow, listening to the clock's sound with suspicion
[Twin Spirits Choir]
Here's Another One Who Asks
To Enter In This Magic Land
[Genius]
speaks against the Holy Spirit
Will not be forgiven
Either in this age or in the age to come
Make a tree good and it's fruit will be good
Or make a tree
Man this church on fire, feel that heat, feel that heat
Can you hear the choir? Feel that heat, feel that heat
Let's just lift him higher, feel that
myself
Then your voice is gone for good
Think God forgot me on the rocks in search of cleaner fresher fruit
My spirit's destitute, ain't no hell
an inward witness to do or not to do something.
The Holy Spirit will guide us in ways that are Supernatural.
For those who are led by the Spirit of God are
frail
On inside mother's womb, Baby braille
c silent scream, a whispered yell
By what could have been, unborn trails
Smoke spirit like embalming fluid
a liar
I live for the Messiah I'm a real soul survivor
I keep it Christ hot then have a voice for the choir
Gotta keep it true for all the kids I inspire
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
you got
Renowned poet on a lyre framed in octaves and choirs
Knowing only the prayer when things hang by a wire
You might think that these shackles may
the norm
I'm gonna take the world by storm, just give this one listen more
If you ain't pick up what I said, you ain't really about it
This ain't slinging
wonder were you scared when the metal hit the glass?
See, I was playing a show down the road
When your spirit left your body.
And they told me
my beats got em feeling great
I wonder if they’re tired of my voice
Hilly swattin’ tunes by noon, swarm the booth like we fruit flies
I wonder if I
call Him or Abba
Language different the spirit but it ain't no Rasta
Leaders of the pack
Supercharged by the super man, we ain't talkin soljah boy, He
the words but gettin' the buyin' and sellin'
I felt the Christmas spirit
In Bethlehem I heard a hymn some distant choir sang
And with other tourists I
someone there's where Christ was born
I wonder if he looked like our baby looked on that first morn
And then I really felt the Christmas spirit
From
are my only supplier
Even when I walk through fire
I'll keep singing like the choir
Jehovah Nissi
I know that you'll never leave me
You are my Lord
a thrill
When I see the spirit of good will
Oh I'm like a kid at Christmas
I love the corner choirs
And gifts unwrapped by loved ones
By a blazing fire
can't do it with lyrics
Or can't do it in spirit, they cancel what they doing
The samples that they using, can't get through the clearing
I'll handle it
and sellin'
I felt the Christmas spirit
In Bethlehem I heard a hymn, some distant choir sang
And with other tourists I walked along to a Church as its bells
Yeah, some people wonder, you know, well they say: "what have you learned"?
And to your left, your right, your left, your right
It's to your left,
can climb on
Live by faith or by law, you can get your pick like Ty Law
Defined by the Most High God, how is your character living?
Fruits of the spirit
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