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Albums:

Get Lifted/Live at the House of Blues [CD & DVD] (John Legend) · Lets Get Free [Clean] (Dead Prez) · Get Lifted [SACD] (John Legend) · Get Lifted [DualDisc] (John Legend) · Get Lifted (John Legend) · Get Lifted (John Legend) · Get Lifted [Cassette Single] (Keith Murray) · Once Again/Get Lifted (John Legend) · I Get Lifted (Barbara Tucker) · Club Susu: Get Lifted (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


heaven (John 3:13)

Only believe (John 3:15-16)
Just as the snake was lifted up
People who looked were healed
Jesus the Son was lifted up so we all
whaddya say?
Get out the way, let Louis play
(Scatting by Scatman John)
Take a lesson that I learnt from Louis
He only give it to us 'cause he knew it
nigga to step get deleted by death 
undefeated ain't no thang to put that body to rest 
chest filled with smoke yokin' niggas up by the collar. 
Follow
yattin' that ain't pretty that's the attitude
To be at Fight Club, even Brad had to crack a tooth
Stare into the sun, they try to copy
Let your eyes get
pretty that's the attitude
To be at Fight Club, even Brad had to crack a too
Stare into the sun, they try to copy
Let your eyes get used to the light
the party's lifted by the crew Hieroglyphics
Golly-wolly, not another Elvis and Priscilla
Ice is cool, but I can't stand Vanilla
Because he takes a style
the house
My man John Legend's in the house
Talib Kweli will work it out
My man Apl.De is in the house
Will.I.Am is definitely in the house
Fergie Ferg
When it comes to being true, at least true to me
One thing I found, one thing I found
Oh no you never let me down
Get up, I get down
Get up, I get
fifty
Can't you tell by my cut why I'm pimpin'
And if I hit one time she's limpin'
And if he trick one dime he's simpin'
'Cause we don't do it like
About to change the game
DJ Khaled!
We the best forever
Cash Money, Young Money
I'm for real about this shit
Let's go

[Chorus]
I'm countin'
the father get raised up 

We John Blaze up, abrasive heat, from the phaser gun 

Never left for a stun Dunn, Atilla the Hun 

type Killa Park Hilla,
down a sinkhole to a susurrus,
couldn't just be John Doe or Bingo
My address, a made-up language written out in living glyphs lifted 
from demonic
the next nigga 
To step get deleted by death undefeated 
Ain't no thang to put that body to rest 
Chest filled with smoke yokin' niggas up 
By
I told my nigga get the dough and keep the blau on your hip
Travel safe, you know that I'ma hold it down on the strip
Good looking, word to mother
truth.
Spin me down the long ages: let them sing the song.
See there! a son is born -- and we pronounce him fit to fight.
There are black-heads on his
knock ya ass, just like Legends of the Ring
Ding-ding, nigga let's get ready to rumble
You stumble, if this was football, you fuckin fumble
What
Painting the city so you can image what I do
I got a feeling for these long summer nights
Get right

Top down and let you hair breathe
You looking for
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?