Lyrics:
built around Jesus being alive
Everyday I'm living tryin' to show the world why
Christ is more than everything you'll ever try
Better than pretty women
to perceive me as other than pure
So check me in God (check me in, check me in)
Check me in God
To your gates, to your heaven, to your hymns God
Check me in,
this house, we pray before we eat
Say I love you before we sleep
And watch football after Sunday service
It's more than bricks and bones, yeah
With
burst in the door
And started whoopin' her ass worse than before
They first were divorced, throwin' her over furniture (ah)
It's the return of the "ah,
burst in the door
And started whoopin' her ass worse than before
They first were divorced, throwin' her over furniture (ah)
It's the return of the "ah,
Try to fight me, and see, baby you're useless
Shots from the MAC do more
Than have you toothless
The sound is exclusive, bang bang bang, boom
I explode
Grandpa taught me more than a little bit
I learned that life is like a toddler and sometimes it'll hit
He taught me to hit back and he taught me
110th Street
My tactics are drastic and real fast
I tie one to a truck and go drag ya ass
I'm more than a threat, I'm a problem
To hell with cotton,
spectacles steady on the Petri dish
Ah the splendour
Of spending mere seconds
In the presence of a presence more present than we've ever been
And voila!
and keep it
Your idea of romance don't suit my fashion
You get your kicks from kicks, not love or passion
By now I've taken more than I am able
And I don't
true to me
And I didn't come by him easy
Shame, shame crying shame
Losing more than a family name
Don't let your footsteps falter
You're gonna get wet
a lemon drop, I'm your money echelon
I got more pairs than pepper now but you got more ass than nevermind
Hidin' from me servin' time, only she like turbo
say
Fans shaking me like "Bobby, wake up"
Chip on my shoulder, I was holdin' a grudge
I wanted to be loved more than I wanted to love
But hey, what
gold
And maybe get rich, hol' up
Trinidad Jame$ in four weeks but now my album platinum and shit, so what?
Y'all keep the numbers
I'm more than
through the heavens
Like eagles we fly
And the horsemen shall come
They will judge all your lives
Revelations will now be unveiled
No more hope
another would come
We makin' enemies faster than we could pick up a gun
Is this all there is cause I don't want it no more
Is this all there is
walked on]
It’s like running towards a locked door
Or waves crashing back and forth
Finding comfort on the cold floor
Nothing hurts more
Than reaching
guy over there?
He’s got more than everybody else has got
To me, that don’t seem fair
Well, the second guy agreed with the first guy
Everybody else
mentality in the foreign
Astounded by the highest frequency all around
Absorbing the power of its healing sound
Got the right mindset push further than beyond
I am surrounded by many troubles, too many to count
My sins have caught up with me and I can no longer see
They are more than the hairs of my head
You’ve got chills down your spine
‘cause when heaven calls you will
Realize you’ve been caught by death
Inhale
(You’ve been)
Caught by death in your
on invisible rides
Sky high on invisible
I want someone I can fly with
Side by side with for a million years
I just want someone I can lie with
Get high with
I like them thicker than biscuit that's Scooby
Woof!
I'm wanted in court on a Sunday cause of your ex, to be judged by Judy
If vandalization is what
cause I like them thicker than biscuit that's Scooby
Woof!
I'm wanted in court on a Sunday cause of your ex, to be judged by Judy
If vandalization is what
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