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Hear Our Prayer (Bill Miller) · Hear My Cry: Prayer & Worship Melodies (Dionne Price) · Do You Hear What I Hear?: Songs Of Christmas (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Do You Hear What I Hear (Do-Re-Mi Children's Chorus) · Christmas! Do You Hear What I Hear? (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Do You Hear What I Hear? [Unison] (Scott Williamson) · Do You Hear What I Hear? [Sony #2] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Do You Hear What I Hear (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Holiday Legends: Do You Hear What I Hear? (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Do You Hear What I Hear? Women of Christmas (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


and listened, and I heard this prayer
My Mommie says daddy has brought us to shame
And I'm never no more to mention his name
Lord take me and lead me and hold
and listened, and I heard this prayer
My mommy says daddy has brought us to shame
And I'm never no more to mention his name
Lord take me and lead me and hold
wait to be with you (ha ha)
Loving you is all I want to do

[Fresh Prince:]
(Christopher Williams)
10 o'clock my flight lands
Can't wait to hold
You ain't got the raw plus you twenty gram shorter
M.O.P. ban orders, I show you niggas "Faces of Death"
Manslaughter, live on a camcorder
My
I got a feeling nigga really that my money be the root
Look up at the stars she like honey where the roof?
Pull up hear the dogs canaries they goin
Swang affiliate, X.O. sip, a gold getter
With the rest to gather, my cold killer
It's "Me Against the World" like 2Pac
And like Biggie, I'm "Ready
Swang affiliate, X.O. sip, a gold getter
With the rest to gather, my cold killer
It's "Me Against the World" like 2Pac
And like Biggie, I'm "Ready
here to sing this song.

Say, there, did you hear the news?
Sacco worked at trimming shoes;
Vanzetti was a peddling man,
Pushed his fish cart with
You don't know who you fucking with
Ain't no democrat, and by far I'm no republican
This the type of talk that'll probably piss off my publicist
hope alive
Watched them win in '004

Oh my God, it was beyond belief
Down three, needing four in a row
Holding on by the skin of our teeth
Like
dirt there's a carcass of my second kill, 
Down, 
At the park,
Under stone, 
Under pine there's the carcass of my brother william. 
Brother where
you gotta get him high
And as it is written there's one who still cares
Mojo Guru, hear my prayers

Nobody messes with a Mojo Guru
Some say he's
I got a feelin' nigga rillin' and my money be the root
Look up at da stars she like, honey where the roof?
Pull up, hear the dogs, canaries dey go
a shadow of a doubt
He lives forever so sing
(3) Sing a joyful song

Sing a joy..........

(5) Selah
My, songs and praises
Will never no, no, no
Turn
stomach
{*cycle whizzes by*} Y'all don't hear nothin'
Who that, Mac?

[Beanie Sigel]
Nah dawg, that's M. Bleek comin

[Memphis Bleek]
Who the FLUCK,
You don't know who you f***ing with
Ain't no democrat, and by far I'm no republican
This the type of talk that'll probably piss off my publicist
the motherfuckin Roc bitch, who hotter than us?
Jay-Hov, bout to change my name to Jay Peso
But in the meantime, call me William H. though
On the platinum Yamaha,
it up
It's the motherfuckin Roc bitch, who hotter than us?
Jay-Hov, bout to change my name to Jay Peso
But in the meantime, call me William H.
mill
Five and countin', dirty six at will
Did seven on the slide, 8 worldwide
I'll be on my third Bentley by the time I'm at 9
I hear 'em cryin, "You
I got a feeling nigga really that my money be the root
Look up at the stars she like honey where the roof?
Pull up hear the dogs canaries they goin
I got a feeling nigga really that my money be the root
Look up at the stars she like honey where the roof?
Pull up hear the dogs canaries they goin
every time I hear that jam
Grabbed my baby right by her hand
Even if my day was going all wrong
Feel like making love with the radio on

Snatched my
Sittin down by the river bottle of Grits mill
Double fistin evan williams steady climbn heavy hill
This is what it's all about I couldin ask for nuthin
in the well that can wish ya' boy well
Cells eaten by cancer got me lookin' for answers
Doctors say my daughter won't grow up to be a dancer
Just
pontchartrain
Singing woe to my chimney singing woe to the rain
A stranger came by I never caught his name
He said he's rowing to the rio grande

Air force