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nephews know I love them
That I'm always here a good son to my mother
A brother, loving and fair
I'm content with being a man saved by Grace
Father to my

out
We're all save by grace if we
Got enough faith to believe it

Sometimes it stirs
Up my worst
Sometimes it blurs
My best thoughts and all my notions

and my team
To every single voice out here telling you to follow the King
You'd find that we all are some broken pieces of clay
Kept together by grace

Five percent tint, my windows (windows)
Ten bites from, black widow (woo!)
Mark of my goals like, bingo (bingo)
Dope like the pope, Francisco (rack

We really loved each other didn't we?

Martyr
Taken by the hands of grace

Carve out your name with a razor to my skin
Allow me to sleep again

in my presence, rescued me from out the fire.
		Continue to journey on the path that my father has design.
		With his grace, while I'm riding sideline,

there.
Oh my Lord!  
She lost her oldest boy this time last year.
She lost her oldest boy.

There were no witnesses, 
only passers by 
Who watched it

On my way up
We don't care for the other side
Long as I got God by my side
I pray the Lord everyday for our soul keep
I do this thing straight for my fam

who you steppin
Gotta move different I got the solution
Thinking 'bout starting my own revolution
Overthrow currency the banking system
Andrew Jackson

hit The Stu with Andrew
Thank God we left the basement
Spending so much time tryna figure out where my place is
I hate dark spaces, but there's no way

graduated from high school
By the grace of God tell me if this shit laced or not
'Cause I don't go to space a lot
But if I pull up to Space Yacht
Sotero's

Tossed into the depths of heaven to decay with grace
My eyes have grasped agony
My palms have seen lonely nights
Embracing the pen’s escape to enlighten

mysteriously can't get close
TMs across my verses
You you can't copy this
Flow so fluid watermarks my words
And now my words mark the end my many
But not me see

All the times you walked by, fighting with my butterflies
Like all the nouns, so silent in spring time
Yellow hue, daisy chain, Andrew at the window

Put the gun in my mouth
Pull the trigger
Follow my people
Blackness, a better state
Hopes not to be
Overthrown by the C.I.A
Make me M.I.A
Or A.I.M

6ixteen_12]
Err'where I go, I just gotta let em know 
Boy I love my God ,I just gotta let it show 
chilling in his grace ,homie i just gotta boast 
Ion never

rejecting to give Him homage
Giving credit of dominance to these created beings
What was stated back in the book of Deuteronomy 
Is not negated by grace

Archangels and Seraphim
©Samantha (Sam) Gannon and Andrew D. Twiddy 2023

Verse One:

You guide me, and you take my hand, to lead me through the day.

Mark Needham
混音母帶 : 趙世豪 @ keywordsstudios工作室


Fight With The Might Of An Ancient Fury
One Strike From The Ax and You're Dead And Buried
My faith remains

blessings is ma blessings
Am a leader by my nature yeah you terminate a flip
Yeah you question over me
Punches over questioning
looking leader ferminat next

Run
Words and Music by Sherma Andrews
Lady Singer Music (c)

VERSE
Thinking of you, my sweet obsession
I'm on my mark and ready to go
So much to do

I ain't no whether to cry or just yell
Heaven wasn't a place for me was on a highway to hell
Without His grace I would I have landed in that fire

this single yellow rose
To mark the spot

I feel her presence in that old home place
And it's her presence
That gives my life such grace
It's that

liquor store, on Friday night
And it's a single swingin' traffic light
It's a Sunday mornin' with my Grandad
Hearin' him say grace
It's hearin' my Momma