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on earth deserves the praises that we sing
Jesus, may you receive the honor that you're due (the honor that you're due)
O Lord, I bring an offering to you
at the start 
Lord, I give you praise for all that makes 
For the hatching of a heart 
Well my face was smooth and featureless 
Just like an egg 
And if I
surrender all to thee
I want the whole wide world to see
That we've always been and we'll always be
Best friends

Lord, you mean the world to me
Before
Created by white men or any other white man
That pretended he originated

And contended that he innovated a jazz thing
Of course we know who can really blow
Take that vow of separation onto the Lord
Drink no strong drink, see no dead
And all the days of your vow of separation
No razor shall come upon your
more than just a friend with me to the end 
It's not official without (thank you) 
I thank you, Lord 
I praise you, Lord
I'm nothing without you 
I
Well I came here for something funky to happen
Is this Christmas 'cause everybody's rappin
You better get sparked by the song that I sing
Although my
Sorry Portia, but what's Ellen DeGeneres
Have that I don't, are you telling me tenderness?
Well I can be as gentle and as smooth as a gentleman
Give me
to 
The Rhythm

Well I came here for something funky to happen
Is this Christmas 'cause everybody's rappin
You better get sparked by the song that I sing
WooHoo!

Shine!
Make 'em wonder what you've got,
Make 'em wish that they were not
On the outside looking bored.
Shine!
Let it shine before all men
the Celestial Shuttle
For all those who seek the truth but don't have the time to get there
Don't have the time to get there

The train ride felt so smooth that I
heavy like a ton
That's why you hear me shootin', this real shit off like a gun
Hmm I wonder how my friends would treat me now
If I wasn't iced up with
friends would treat me now
If I wasn't iced up with a Bentley and a house
That's why fake ass niggas get fake ass digits
And fake ass playas get a real
friends would treat me now
If I wasn't iced up with a Bentley and a house
That's why fake ass niggas get fake ass digits
And fake ass playas get a real
a gun

Hmm I wonder how my friends would treat me now
If I wasn't iced up with a Bentley and a house
That's why fake ass niggas get fake ass digits
you bake?
Everything has meat (Oh...)
It's nice and tender
Mixed in a blender
Don't you want some meat? (Yeah)
So hot and steamy
Yet smooth and creamy
And all my friends was gone
You stayed by my side never left me alone
Ooo i owe you (its you that i owe) (i owe you) I owe you
(its you that i owe) (yes
a smooth slick plan
Meet me outside and have a friend for my man
So all you nad-looking girls that like me
We can swing this, let's Do the Right Thing like
Growing off of his shoulder 

Billy had two big
Caves for eyes,
With a cliff for a jaw
That would go up 'n down,
And whenever it did,
He'd puff out
Oh, Lord 
Oh, no 
Yeah, yeah 
By the way, babe
Oh, lord
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Won't you be my
Be my alibi?
Won't you be my?
Say it

Well in
Oh, Lord 
Oh, no 
Yeah, yeah 
By the way, babe
Oh, lord
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Won't you be my
Be my alibi?
Won't you be my?
Say it

Well in
that I've seen
That I've seen
And Lord I cry, I cry
From the things I've seen, ooh
If you only knew the things I've been through
Oh yeah
You'd know
to me by the wickedest men, who twist the histories
Who pulled out the cuffs of deception and and hitched their wrist to we
Now all praises due to Allah,
you

Oh, lord I'm blue
I'm crying over you

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Just like that
Just like that
He walked into my house as smug
friends would treat me now
If I wasn't iced up with a Bentley and a house
That's why fake ass niggas get fake ass digits
And fake ass playas get a real