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Oh holy body of mine
Treat it nice under the candlelight

You lay me down by the fireplace
You lead with passion at a perfect pace
And at the end

its secret is deadly sin

Death and suffering is the name of the tree of divine kindness

Giving you a gift, bribing your soul

Deceiving your sensesm

up high
Don't let my feet run dry
Always there when I need Him
Call Him by the name of Jehovah
Looking to the end when the enemy's kingdom is over
Take

He fast, he really really fast.
I mean he so fast, he makes fast people
Look not fast.

Holy Crayola, it's time to get my cray on,
Fully disclosed I

Aye Yo I pray to God we make it out
Our father that be thy name
I Know the devil tried to make us doubt
Won't take this second chance in vain
I'm

them
Yes I read in parables but I'm tryna understand
So I pray for some holy wisdom and I read them again
Who lost
Come on and raise your hands
Ima take

You are not holy, just a man in a suit
Deep blue eyes call me, your siren song hurts my ears
But I'll listen, I'll dictate it just for you
Hmm
You

your blessing
One risen Savior, one perfect love
One holy promise, one is enough

You've got to count your blessing
You'll find one if you try count

what if it is
Like what if commitment the thing I been missing and that's what she wanted just right from the jump 
Like what if i gave her commitment

awakening
Lifted up by this substance
I'm Shivering
I am seizuring
My soul is burning

The source of agony
Is in me
Waiting

You
You have the power
Yet you

We judge our neighbor by the skin
And not the heart that beats within
We fail to see that our worth is the same
We're all saved by His Holy Name

It

with the blessing of a white priestess
Thanks in the name of Michael and Uriel and Rafael, we managed to crush Satan, war is over
However, the fight is

"And you will know my name is the LORD"
"When I lay my vengeance upon thee (Lord V)"
This is, Rodman and Madonna
Mister motherfuck ya honor
You's

the motherfuckers that thought I was kidding
Most people that be seeing me
Be thinking I'm the enemy
Don't get upset, I'm not a threat, that shit is your jealousy
I

the spirit of God can save you
Holy Spirit trained you and now your debt is paid too
The devil want to take me 'caus the way I praise
Everyday
Unto Yahweh I

Pitchers of Silence

Sage Francis

Personal Journals

2002

fix-ins.
As I fix sins and vixens vick souls,
Stitch clothes for the characters they play then switch roles.
Nail me to the cross dress.
The holy cloth costs

Sai Baba, for the devotees of Lord Rama (Hindus) and of Rahim (Islam), Your name is the only refuge. You are the very Form of the teachings of Holy

For your crimes against the Holy Church

This court sentences you to Death Penalty!

You'll burn on the stake to purify your faults

By the will

the one he always bragging 'bout
In my city call me legend keep my name up out your mouth, gah damn
It's been a journey yes it has it's been a ride
Been

And express your heart's desire as now your time has come up.

Where RAMA (Hindu) is also loved by beloved MARYAM (Christian),
Where JODHA (Hindu) will always

swift, in effort to never give up what a lyricist is
A holy message delivered with this stint
Flow is conditioned in mint
Outta sight rhymes, close your

boundaries
His peace you can't begin to understand
That's why the mention of his name
It invokes worship
And makes us declare
That he
Is worthy
To be praised

muh'fuckin nightmare
Boy you wouldn't last a night here (Never)
Holy war is on sight here (Forever)
Still purge when the night clear
No privilege being white

Divide the water with the staff, fire rise from Father's wrath
Truth is told, wake-up your soul, all good when the picture's whole
Not pieces of a story