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För Sent För Edelweiss (Håkan Hellström) · The Mississippi Mass Choir (The Mississippi Mass Choir) · The Mississippi Mass Choir (The Mississippi Mass Choir) · Mormon Tabernacle Choir and the Vienna Boy's Choir (Mormon Tabernacle Choir) · Mass Choir Gospel (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Mass Choir Gospel, Vol. 2 (New Jersey Mass Choir of the GMWA) · Best of the Dallas Fort Worth Mass Choir (Dallas Fort Worth Mass Choir) · Best of Joe Pace & the Colorado Mass Choir (Joe Pace & the Colorado Mass Choir) · Dallas Fort Worth Mass Choir Superset [Light] (Dallas Fort Worth Mass Choir) · Live För Dig (Lars Winnerbäck) – and 90 other albums »


All God's children are the apple of His eye
Even the ones we can't stand sometimes.
But because you care just to go outside
And I need something
her black Mariah
Would I lie to you?
That girl's not right in the brain

Mass convulsions
Strike the choir
By the grace of God
Gun it while I'm
her black Mariah
Would I lie to you?
That girl's not right in the brain

Mass convulsions
Strike the choir
By the grace of God
Gun it while I'm
them strings
Now Coot didn't care much for lyrics he just made 'em up as he went along
And Lord I wish they had tape back then cause I'd sure love
spirit's starting to float,
The bridge of God is his hope.

Choir voices calling as the priest reads the news,
Congregations falling, but incredible views,
a little longer time
You said to me but God is kind to you you see

Chorus

And on and on the angels sing
And on and on the choir sing for you, beautfiful
Like you really do care

Fingers in the air
Like you really give a damn
Peace sign up
Lemme hear you say yeah

Power to the people
Put your hands
for what itÂ?s worth
And do the best I can.
Since no one cares a rush for me
What need is there to moan,
IÂ?ll go my way and draw my pay
And smoke my
My skin starts to peel, face to deform
Lungs ripped by cough, calm before this storm
Sadly you don't care, for me in this bed
But my name is yours,
The all-news station was thanking someone for the call
It's a van from St. Agnes's choir
There's a nun out there changing a tire
By the time they got by her,
for me that don't make you flee
When I enter your vicinity, you see my God ain't never after me
So yo I be wised up with Greek

To go and be,
a flow that's so contagious
And all and all true patience, my brotha Lo told me makes for perfection
While you feeling bound by this matrix
That's why when
of Pac is me? 
Remember that 
When he was here 
And when he died you realized you need him here 
God with me partner 
Ain't no one for me to fear
Like you really do care

Fingers in the air
Like you really give a damn
Peace sign up
Lemme hear you say yeah

Power to the people
Put your hands
government looks for a war to win
Flames for the blame game, names where I begin
Walls closin' and get some help to my kin
(Who cares?) While the rest
you feel this)
Feel this
Can you feel this?
Can you, can you feel this?

Riding by windows shakin' while I'm passin' by
Gotta big screen TV in
or where it’s all gone,
Sometimes I feel like I sold myself for a song.
I’m surrounded by all of these sixteen dreams,
Standing in the spot line and can’t
really do care

Fingers in the air
Like you really give a damn
Peace sign up
Lemme hear you say yeah

Power to the people
Put your hands in the air
Peace
you true hip-hop fans, you know the Ak's takin care of ya
Slap your ass with real rap
I keep it underground, like subways, so I can stay on track
I'm
We quarantined the bodies for thirty-six hours prior,
The epidemic had spread, and we earned rank, and rivaled opinions.
Its seeds formed
(get back on Kelis)
Oh yeah Kalis, this is what I want you to do
Get on your knees, face me,
I got a milkshake for you and its tasty
Just like your
told me that
(Kings never die)
Don't give me that sob story liar, don't preach to the choir
You ain't never even had to reach in the fire to dig deep
you the candle whip
Sorta like Kyle Williams out in candlestick
Everybody shouldn’t grab the hammer by the grip, shit!
Billy Cundiff couldn’t handle
puff Optimos
Your label ship gold, but only copper sold
Perb got flows, everybody and God knows
Fuck a bitch for two dimes, she got to cop those
Used
We the billion dollar boys club.
What you got a hundred thousand for us? The fuck's that?
Three rings and a hair cut or some shit?
Aiyyo, American