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dem try to stop me
But I got God I'm blessed not lucky
When they try to run up on me
I go bendededeng like darling
All eyes on me I'm a starling
That's
you all obey My rules I'll see you safely through
God opened Heavens doors and then He guided Moses hand
And said go and tell My children these are My
of questions and dreams way bigger than any school
Busting out at the seams all over while we kept on playing the fool
Do you remember that night Billy when we
Ima lil boy from the west coast
Got a lil feeling I'm next
Oh yeah that's facts I'm past these rats
Too focused on getting by
You ain't really living
that answereth by fire
Chorus: That’s why I praise Your Holy Name
Solo: The only God, the only true God
Chorus: That’s why I praise Your Holy Name
Are all inhabited by slowly-aging
'very hip young people',
They appear to be casting
Sinister glances toward him
Through their glinting acid burn-
Out
Covering all shame, sonship now remains
With "Abba" our victory cry
We are the children of God
Dearly loved by our Father the King
Beggars raised to royalty
a God
God showing love to His children
And He is not sparing the rod
We see the fake and façades
Putting my faith all in God
Taking a stand when it come
flows by myself
Pour more go go gadget
I'm in Slow Mo
4 More bars
I got double though
And a couple hoes
Running in yo door
Running to the dough
Running up
welcome
It only matters that your heart believes
And you confess
If you committed any sin you'll be forgiven
Calling on all of God's children (time
All right, let's start with the most basic
Question there is: Are
You a religious man? Do you believe in God?
Well, that'll do for openers i
Think I
God's presence
Haunted by holiness haunted by grace
As they walked in the garden in the light of God's face
And everything was good. Very good in fact
The City Bushman - In Answer to "Banjo," and Otherwise by Henry Lawson - Part B
WOULD YOU LIKE TO CHANGE WITH CLANCY -- GO A-DROVING? TELL US TRUE,
the milli
Non stop with killing
If it doesn't make sense then I'm a billy
Goat that's prone to grope dough
And drive by ya city
Throwing money out the roof
the milli
Non stop with killing
If it doesn't make sense then I'm a billy
Goat that's prone to grope dough
cnd drive by ya city
Throwing money out the roof
That ball, no park shit
That Billy Crystal Meth shit, uh
Scotch paper, plaid pattern on the present box
Quarter-pounder swag, bud, post office
cal chrome
All my enemies go far away
Might have caught you slipping one time
But ooo no not today
Verse 2- Caskey
Not today
Just got a call from Billy
to make justice a reality for all of God's children.
It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer
to
The old clippy castle
With the ramblers and the scramblers and
The loiners and the tykes
And the punks and the hippies
Living over by the pike
Money,
I be tryna tell y'all
Despite what you might think, I'm still human
Mothafuckas be telling me I'm fucked up
But I ain't fucked up about it
Know what
seen him at the hardware store.
I think his name is Billy, but I'm not sure."
And as they talked a little while he passed by
She smiled at him he
Billy Bass
Ay yo try me I bet I deliver I'm Bezos
You can get it all from me like Bezos
I can give half of my raps away by the end of the day
I
Well, children by and by, oh, when the morning comes
(They say that all) all the saints of God together at home
We will tell the story how we
stackin the cash gotta look out for my children
Walk thru the streets Louie V sneaks
I'm not a normal civilian
She sneakin out like a runaway
Then i make
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