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Hallelujah!: The Very Best of the Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir (The Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir) · Mormon Tabernacle Choir and the Vienna Boy's Choir (Mormon Tabernacle Choir) · Christmas at the Brooklyn Tabernacle (The Brooklyn Tabernacle Choir) · Live at Brooklyn Tabernacle (The Crabb Family) · The Mormon Tabernacle Choir Album (Mormon Tabernacle Choir) · This Is Christmas: The Mormon Tabernacle Choir Performs Timeless Christmas Songs (Mormon Tabernacle Choir) · The Mormon Tabernacle Choir Celebrates America (Mormon Tabernacle Choir) · Super Hits: Mormon Tabernacle Choir, Vol. 1 (Mormon Tabernacle Choir) · Christmas with the Mormon Tabernacle Choir (Young Guns) · The Mormon Tabernacle Choir's Greatest Hits: 22 Best-Loved Favorites (Mormon Tabernacle Choir) – and 90 other albums »


forgot the biskey
I stashed it on the side of the sink, behind the dishes
On Sundays I praise gun plays, that’s my religion
Walking down the block with
through the faucet 
I never lost it 
Where the party at 
Give me the mic and I'ma toss it 
Head crack talk back, verbal attack 
Side track you get
could live forever more
In paradise with him
They didn't know one day they'd sing his praise
With fear and trembling
They didn't recognize the king that
've lost you
That I've lost you now, I've lost you

Can you hear the choir sing?
We never made it to the old town, my God
We never made it very far away
of praise. 
More of you and less of me. 
For you are my everything. 

I'm unworthy, you're merciful, its a free gift. 
And we wait for you to return
Covered by your love divine
Child of the risen Lord
To hear you say "This one's mine"
My heart is spoken for

Now I have a peace
I've never known
father.. if I should die before I wake
With my hands gripped.. praise the Lord shit
Our father.. if I should die before I wake

Niggaz never thought
they killed my spirit
So what little life I got left, y'all can expect me to ball
I ? myself, teacher said I was a lost cause
Cause I used to roam
wine of life
My bride in the darkest of the nights
Never again will the night turn to day
I'm lost in the beauty you slay
Lifted on tattered wings
so profound
Let all the world join with the choirs of angels
In perfect harmony let creation now resound.

I lift my voice to sing a song of praise
permeated
With the healing melody of an invisible choir
And I knew I had entered the domain of the living God

My eyes beheld a vast concourse of souls
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
open up the earth and let myself in.
I bleed into the dirt, all in all, my friend, I am giving in.
Wake up! She marches on one by one.
She is
refinery sun

My generation is zero
I never made it as a working class hero
21st century breakdown
I once was lost but never was found
I think I'm losing
my soul
It's only by Your hand, that I can be made whole
So Lord let Your breath revive me again
And I'll never be the same
I will never be
new legion of some niggas
Aiming high pass the idea slangin'
Praise Allah for keeping me awake man
I lot of my niggas fell victim to the dope game
Some
of my niggas fell victim to the dope game
Some things will never be same
Wish I could tell my brother something for some motivation
And get him out
While drivin' a herd of cattle out in old Nebraska way
Headin' east at Broken Bow one hot September day
Tryin' to get to Omaha we hoped to find
I thought he would never let me down
So I raised my arms and fell to the ground
When I believed in god

When she walked out in the middle
Between life and death, they killed my spirit
So what little life I got left, y'all can expect me to ball
I pat myself, teacher said I was a lost cause
We used to be number 10
Now we're permanent one
In the battle lost my finger, mic became my arm
Pistol nozzle hits your nasal, blood becomes
We used to be number 10
Now we're permanent one,
In the battle lost my finger, Mic became my arm
Pistol nozzle hits your nasal, blood becomes
by choir]
Searchin so looooong (so long) lost in the clouuuuuds (in the clouds)
Tryin to stay strooooong, and make you prouuuuud - make you proud!
Took
I was so far from you
Yet to me you were always so close
I wandered lost in the dark
I closed my eyes toward the signs
You put in my way
I
to stop fooling around
'cauase when she calls me by name
That's a beautiful sound
She lets me know that I still got game
My friends don't understand how I