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don't pass me by, oh please don't pass me by, for I am blind, but you can see, yes, I've been blinded totally, oh please don't pass me by. And you
(I say yes-yes-y'all) (It's alright) (I say yes-yes-y'all) (It's alright) (I say yes-yes-y'all) (It's alright) (I say yes-yes
popped a addy While I'm in a Tessie Y'all can put yall bets on whoever But all my bets on me It seem like it's only me VS me from what I can see I just
over your comings and goings always He will not let your foot slip He will watch over your life all your days Yes the One who made Heaven and earth Yes
off the hidden vine Sand hills like sandstone of a stone mason from a distant land Ema pop and ahki out top riding down out by the Kingstree Cried
behind I ride by and they say "He fine!" They talkin' 'bout ma board, not me, man I ain't lookin' as sleek an' stylish-ma board my wingman! The girls be
call is our reason to build Made strong in our weakness gave power to be what he wills Ima conquer this hill and though I aint got it all together by
me by Oh please, don't pass me by For I am blind, but you, you can see Yes, I've been blinded totally Oh please, don't pass me by And you know as I
Hey Hey He-he-hey Yeah, baby (yeah, baby) See that house, that house up on the hill (yeah, baby) Let me tell you that's where my little
crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst
an old white hare And you know he can't be found CHORUS: Yes the cold was splitting timber With a crack like a 44 And the wind was whistling
knows it wasn't smart But he's thinking with his heart Plus they told him come alone or his mother's getting clapped He finally pulls up, they can see
planet? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) You were created for something bigger, something greater (yeah) And listen, you can not get distracted by your
Satan, I'm laying in the dark With the Mossberg, waiting, letting off first basing Slim from the cotton club washing a scrub Deuce high when he cruise by
on the mountain (tell it, tell it on the mountain) That Jesus Christ is born (Yes, He's born, said, He's born) (Yes, He's born, Jesus, Jesus) Now when I was
on the mountain (tell it, tell it on the mountain) That Jesus Christ is born (Yes, He's born, said, He's born) (Yes, He's born, Jesus, Jesus) Now when I was
can't be scoped out I'm too ill, I represent Park Hill See my face on the twenty dollar bill Cash it in, and get ten dollars back The fat LP with
the feelin boots the house down Yes eyes Yes eyes Yes eyes lemme find my notes Yes eyes It's just the way the onyx can shine a light at me from your sockets I
Yes Close To The Edge I. The Solid Time Of Change Anderson/Howe A seasoned witch could call you from the depths of your disgrace, And rearrange
To The Hills was .... the out takes.... remember the bit with the indians there, and he's sitting on a penny farthing, you know and they're all getting shot with
want it Just dont tell my business baby can you keep a secret do it for me Sunset hills, sunset hills, we could have a thrill up in sunset hills
I wanna chill on Sugar Hill (It's so lovely, so lovely) AZ's for real (Oh he's for real) He's for real (It's so lovely sipping on bubbly)
I wanna chill on Sugar Hill (It's so lovely, so lovely) AZ's for real (Oh he's for real) He's for real (It's so lovely sipping on bubbly)
you wanna eat, come and take a seat Put it on repeat, you can follow me, oh oh oh oh I could take you on a trip around the galaxy Tell me what you wanna
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