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to eternal life

I know you think you can make it 
Without his helping hand
He has so much to give you
But you’re always out of his plan

Repeat Chorus

God

Pass me that blunt lace my shit with junk
I been needing a reason to kick back
Throwing my shit away right by the stash
Twelve on my ass but i'm

get away

In my darkest hour 
I begin to see
In my darkest hour
It's really up to me 

In my darkest hour
Gotta keep you near
In my darkest hour
I'll

stop

Whole lotta plays they come by the flock
Money made a slave I'm flipping the crop

Give a fuck bout a hater 
With all this money on my radar

Retro

man who holds a fish by its head
Building at his convenience
Paramount deity, fiery and bold.
Lagos the land of the witty,
Easy but formidable

bullet
I swear I'm finna pull it
How am I to focus while
Surrounded by this bullshit, oh yeah
Daij, watch yo ass 'round them dudes
They got a bag out

my head it must be race day
I just make a bag and freestyle all day
I like this lifestyle
So my expectations have a high rate With you swerving

You can label me as, the coolest mofucka you know
Nigga tryna get it right so i'm talking to God
And if we talking bout the Love i get that by

of apostasy
The spoken word gives wisdom
Dad  this playlist has optimism
Records, cassettes  w you I heard
Family heed to the Spoken Word

To my Sister I share

of apostasy
The spoken word gives wisdom
Dad  this playlist has optimism
Records, cassettes  w you I heard
Family heed to the Spoken Word

To my Sister I share

Hair long as December 
W my winter waves 
Jus pull my leength, watch me escape 

Time keeps passin 
Not much left in love 
I cannot give that to you

sincerity
Driving away agony
& giving to communities of poverty
Everything we do we do it Loyally
Like Loyalty
U don't have to pay to feel
Like Royalty
Like

me on
Turn me on.
I'm Mr capable banky W
I go show you real love, I no go trouble you
Lay down by my side make I cuddle you
Anything that you want
Is

Freedom

Melle Mel & the Furious 5

Sugarhill Story, Vol. 2

1989

the rest

[Raheim]
So my name is Raheim
I'm a son of a queen
I'm the king of a castle
Don't give me no hastle
Young ladies in the place, put me

take a break and just find some relief
I cannot change what it is outta my reach 
So I give it to the Father cause I gotta lotta 

Way too many down

Duck down from my bullets
Out that thirty eight ay woah
Take it slow so many places
A day that I go wasting my
Life cause I live on the road w
My scale

"Underground Kills" and "W.A.R." motherfuckers be comming at me
Ay i don't know
I don't give a fuck about anything
I just be living and shit
Just don't ever come

lead to
Heaven on earth
Every Friday night I'd swing on by
And find us something to get into
Before we drove away we'd hear Grandpa say
They don't make

J. Varnadeau, W. Denton, C. Garret
Matthew 13:44-46, Philippians 3:7-8,
Psalm 73:25
She was drawn by the melody
sounding all through the city streets

The Liberty Bell March

Patrick Wedd

Strike up the Band

2000

love you, how I love !
My dear ol' Swanee
I'd give the world to be
Among the folks in
D-I-X-I-E-ven no[w]My mammy's 
Waiting for me
Praying for me