Lyrics:
intimidated by her slow grind
She'll take your heart, defibrillate it, and in no time
Leave you devastated, restless, shaken, and with no shine
Christ is my
the flag rosy red carpet envy english used here is messenger is nervous it's no fun at all out here in the hall
Right Voice (Reed, Yule)
Mister moonlight
on from 2003 and Sarah Reed
Is arrested by the powers that be.
Apparently shoplifting but police are not listening
Want this Black woman locked in a prison
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When I was a tailor I carried my bodkin and shears
When I was a weaver I carried my roods and my gear
My temples also, my small clothes and reed in
to crack
Such a wearisome trade is the weaver
The yarn is made into cloth at last
The ends of the weft they are made quite fast
The weaver's labors are now
have I learned?
Surrounded by nothing but snakes and worms
What have I learned?
It don't matter when nobody take it, they is a concern
See the good in
the aisle while staring through the crowd
Condemnation there is none to those in JESUS CHRIST
My groom married to the church
Now I'm part of what's worth
rhymes in Ghana tryna play Amadeus and Brahms cut to now it's time for
Rap Opera
This is renaissance music (Let me tell 'em what it is)
Cyberspace music
of the seventh key
Who was betraitous?
I guess You know
There would be more than one name to name
Now he whose name is many searches for the one
The one
the greatest but
Now that shit is the fuck clear
Bitch, if it's up then it's stuck there
You hear me clown? You try to stare me down
You can meet the man
Him !
There's No Time Left !
We Must Seek And Destroy Him Now !
[Dream League Force Choir]
There's No Time ! We Must Act !
He Must Be Terminated !
Oh
thing
I'm Mutha Fukkn Reed the Great
And I dictate, a dime a dozen, is then going rate
A dozen dimes, ain't worth the weight
Ain't made of gold, fukk what
gonna make it.. I would made it by now..
Fuck what you thought..
What have you went for ..
Look what you got ..
You can wish all you want..
This
spare to spoil the child
Is only propaganda meant to keep you in denial
Go on and follow your desire but he was preachin to the choir
Time is
city. I|have always been awed by them, to think that every single facet of every life is regulated|and directed from within! Our books, our music, our
life
Anticipating retaliation help a thug a survive
Like the Og Homie Hoova Reed he a living legend
To have a true warrior from the set is a blessing
And you never know who God is gonna use
A princess or a baby
Or maybe even you or me
Now Esther, she was a beauty
Who was pleasing to a man
never be struck down by the Devil's rod
My body is the temple of the living God
My body is the temple of the living God
My body is the temple
spare to spoil the child
Is only propaganda meant to keep you in denial
Go on and follow your desire but he was Preachin to the choir
Time is
and elevation
Choir is your time you need to sing now
Verse 2
Let the sinner say
I will sin no more
Let the sinner say
I will smoke no more
Let the sinner say
I
the wrong message, and now it's time
I'm hearing from God, what amazing experience, as you hear from God
He said, "Is there forth any man be in Christ, he is
Know that Jesus is alive
Believe
He is risen from the dead
He has overcome the grace just as He said
Believe
Verse 2
As the days passed by
He’s left with
me
Allahu akbar
God body covered by the highest (high power)
They guns hold no power to this holy temple (holy temple)
How you kill a God when
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