Lyrics:
God is my father
And I am his child
He’ll never ever leave me
He’s always by my side
Higher than the mountains
Deeper than the sea
Wider than
(Foundation)
Queensbridge Crew, forty busters, shorty busters
Vernon Posse, Good Fellas, you know how that go
My man Ill Will rest in peace forever, God
one we will watch them die
In shallow graves our soldiers lay
Well NBC show us the blood on the country side
God bless, God bless the U.S.A.
If
on his wife and babes
Whatever came to him: and then he said
Annie, this voyage by the grace of God
Will bring fair weather yet to all of us.
Keep a clean
shook em off)
Don't come around me tweaking, bro them get to squeezing
Bless you ain't no sneezing, damn (Damn)
And I ain't looking back no more I tried
Up
Hold 'em Up
In the Eyes of my silly child
I'm staring down at holy ground
(Remember now)
Sacred is your heboglob
Breathe is holy, bless the child
and think back
When I was a boy I employed styles exhausted
By every lost child at present
Normally I drill pillars of normalcy
You're cordially invited
Illegitimate child I was down for the count, a lost son
Now I am found cuz of God's love
I'm so thankful, not a day goes by
That I don't praise You lifting Your
of disease
Yersina Pestis god bless this
Yersina Pestis god bless this
Yersina Pestis god bless this
Yersina Pestis god bless this dying kind
Out in
Trees, the gray day has changed everything
It's beautiful, just beautiful
So beautiful this first gray day is ours
My loving child
By grace of God we
with god put first
Can I get an amen?
Then I heard my daughter say
Lord bless this food
And amen
I was amazed hearing her talk to you
Seeing her hands in
Trees, the gray day has changed everything
It's beautiful, just beautiful
So beautiful this first gray day is ours
My loving child
By grace of God we
Ill Will, God bless your life (it's yours)
To my peoples throughout Queens, God bless your life
I trip, we box up crazy bitches
Aiming guns in all my
Ill Will, God bless your life (it's yours)
To my peoples throughout Queens, God bless your life
I trip, we box up crazy bitches
Aiming guns in all my
the have-nots, all hail)
(God bless the child that can hold his own, no motherfuckin' doubt)
Bein' born with less I must confess only adds on to the stress
ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight, incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans
ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight, incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans
at three mile
Mama sеnd mi out fi go buy persin oil
Mi make a mistake an' mi go buy coconut oil
An' shе talk to me in a different style
Who God bless, said-a
obstacles, I see ways I ought to go
Didn't mean nothin' by it but it's stinging though
I've heard that before, learned it throwing stones
Ooh, ooh
God
toyed with their fears, until coins and tears filled the room
Then I took off down the road
Laughing madly like a toad
God bless every soulless soul
She Taught Him How to Pray
Inspiration from Ps. 127:3 and Prov. 31: 26-27
Words and Music by Candace Sutter
A child is born with all a mother's
prevent it from them, and they will be surrounded by that at which they used to mock
And if we give man a taste of mercy from us, and then withdraw it from
, woman and man
God bless the God, lay these Streets wall to wall
It go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yo, you got popped like a flick by that rivalry clique
It
child of the king
Gotta' stay headstrong I'm just tryna' get gone
Aye, bless up
I'm sick I need a check up
Like boy I got my checks up
I'm thanking God He
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