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thank God for His favor
Even though some haters
They just love to hate us
I’m thankful for His love
And I thank God that He saved us
Cuz He didn’t have

[Lil' Kim]
I've been a lot of places
Seen a lot of faces
Ah hell I even fucked with different races
A white dude his name was John
He had a Queen Bee

Dream Camera

Joe Ely

Hi-Res

1984

'd just moved back to Nashville for the forty-second time 
Introduced himself as "Hey buddy, can you spare a dime?" 
He was back without a vengeance, he

Oh I never will forget my love Anachie

Down came her father and he standing by the door
Saying, ""Jeannie, you're trying the tricks of a whore
You

Living

David Banner

Them Firewater Boyz, Vol. 1

2000

and my father never seen the funds 
But I heard he was locked in jail keep his nuts on his tongue 
Who gives a fuck, the government can lick the sweat off

And personal a gentleman did everything he pose to do
Way too much in common for them not to be too socialable
He was raised by his father his mother was

a nigga shit, ayy (skuddaskuh)
There go his block, John Wick that nigga's shit, ayy (ayy, ayy)
Call Will, we finna hitch that nigga shit, ayy (baow)
I

ya days, he will forgive you for ya ways, in return we give him change its really suh a simple hing cause. His burdens light when were fightin in

His Nigerian father thought he was doing us a favor
By laying eggs he won't be here to fend for
From his ugly lips
Chicken no dey cry for night (Ayo

see the salvation of God

Then one day He too came
To be washed just the same
My Lord, how can this be
That You have need of me?
John it is my Father's

locked eyes with the savior
And he assured me that he traded
My rags for rings and he's made it right
I could use some rest
I've barely bat an eye
I'm sick

The Gambler

Kenny Rogers

The Gambler

1978

the cards were
By the way they held their eyes
So if you don't mind my sayin'
I can see you're out of aces
For a taste of your whiskey
I'll give you some

Brown water brushes, up against boulders
On Galveston Island sits my buddy John
He's been in the shop, fixing up furniture 
Damaged by floods that

a hype jam

To crush a punk and make 'em beg for mercy

Because he's nothin', he can't touch me

The metaphor master has to blast ya faster

You wanna step

and the disguise in us
Lived in Nazareth that's
Similar to our urban streets  till He
Was 30 and rejected by His town peeps
Know what it's like to be shunned, hung

that I'm wearing the breaks
You can tell he a rat if you stare in his face
I drop a bag on a pair of some Ye's
Niggas got za but I don't think they ate

just had to be searching
By getting his character right, as well as checkin the verses
With his Spirit living in side, I knew he was worth it
To live for

servant Son
I was weighed down by my past He lifted up all of my burdens
Telling my story to free you from bondage and all of the hurting
Yeah Yeah Yeah

his delight is in the law of the Lord; and in his law doth he meditate day and night
And he shall be like a tree planted by the river of water, that

Traded my halo for horns 

But in the shape of a crown 

Kingdom was tainted by thieves im taking the steps that i need to keep all of em out 

Separation

the chosen one
So
He grew under the tutelage of his uncle
One day when they were travelling was spotted by a monk
The monk recognized
That he was prophesized

the town, for empty bottles and cans
He puts them in his wagon, It’s part of a daily plan
What other people throw away, Puts food on their dinner table
Dad

Rough Around the Edges

Lynyrd Skynyrd

Edge of Forever

1999

knew he was
A little rough around the edges
Simple in mind but always had a kind eye for you
(Oh for you, for you)

He took me by the hand
And said

So I'm putting the work, first off
I'm putting in the work
Second off, I know who I am
Like I know who I am in God
Like I'm His son
You dig what I'm