Lyrics:
You take my hand and say, "Child come dance with me"
I hear a band, an angelic symphony
You take me higher, no longer bound by gravity
I watch amazed
Drains my bank account insane amounts
Blood stained by fangs of doubt, migraines so loud
That it's deafening - a reckoning on my mental affecting me
It's
thing in common
They wasn't bothered by the color of my skin
But by the content of my character, that's Martin Luther
You can learn a thing or two from
at the Frosty Freeze
By sundown we were rollin' down Highway 23
Pick-up trucks and trailers and cars of ever'y kind
With the Bailey Brother's John Deere
outsmart the Devil
But every time he fucks me over so cleverly
I'm not God's child I'm more of a sinner-type
Must be hated by my liver, I
Gave up hope for
Angel came down from heaven yesterday
Stayed with me long enough to rescue me
And she told me a story yesterday
About the sweet love between the moon
I dreamed I went to heaven
You were there with me
We walked along the streets of gold
Beside the crystal sea
We heard the angels singing
Then
She had a child by that man from the bank
He was married with a son
All of her family said, "Give that child away
Try to erase what you've done"
If I close my ears
To the feeble cry
Of the poor man's child
As he passes by me
I can mark Your word
There will come a time
When my cries will fall
of the heavens and I call out for you to come back my love
There's a maiden down by the river, the sweetest distant peace upon her face
And she dances like
A new life is mine
And that is why by the cross
I will stay
I believe in a hill called mount calvary
I believe whatever the cost
And when time has
triple beam
I zone off thinking is there
Really heaven or hell
So what happens to a changed man
Who dies in a cell
I need no answers to these questions
[Monoxide Child]
Watch as we change & mutate into a freak show
Twiztid, serial killin' juggalos
Watch as we change & mutate into a freak show
Saved by Grace through Faith
In Jesus Christ
Word
Youse a real one
Jesus people take flight
Jordan 91
Father up in Heaven
Let thy will be done
On Earth
Missing you Mama
Know you Resting n Heaven I Love you Mama
Know you Resting N Heaven I miss you mama
Ms Pinkie Mae Jordan was a country girl
had
I spend my days and nights with a bottle o' booze by my side
Well, I got religion, Lord I'm not ashamed
Angels in heaven done signed my name
He's richer by far, he's got more than enough
Bless the child who walks in that union
Grows in that love
His riches are more than the stars under
Agar's eyes found water they were saved
Ishmael promised some land he had g-d in his hands
He's the child of the Sacred Ibrahim
Ishmael promised some land
Flower child
Flower boy
Pay me with the daises
Pay me with the respect
Nigga nothing less nigga
While I'm in the flesh
Need all blessings
Look
I know
of clay To me was given, To rear and train By sorrow and pain In the narrow way, Alleluia, From earth to heaven. soul It is a member of that family
nigga blaze the chronic
Call nine eleven, then call your reverand
Then call heaven, here I come lord
Live by the gun, die by the gun
A eye for
of heaven
Hold me while I sleep there I know I'm free
In Your love I find a peace that covers me
Hold me while I sleep
I can feel so helpless
Like a child I
bad attention and not flies
Taking governmental money, to buy yourself a new toy
Then bashing the ones you got it from
You're a child dressed
a four by fours
Won’t say my name, I’m like Voldemort
That’s not your destiny, child that’s your life support
Cutting ‘em off as a last resort
But who
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