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Jesus in the distance and I keep running
Tryna touch the hymn of his garment so I get to lunging

Cuz im walking by faith and not by sight
I was in

held my daughter for the first time 
Now I'm a daddy 
I've cried 
Im filled with the emotions 
Music touched my soul like waves on the ocean 
I've cried

Black And Ugly

Rapsody

Laila’s Wisdom

2017

on a thousand
Black-bottom Jordan's
My soul black as organs
Of chain smokers in churches that sang hymns to organs
Ol' bae, looking for love but I can't

while he’s holding a triton
While it's shining for real

of hymns
And when the moon turns blood red
And love is something terrible but beautiful
That's hanging by a thread
You don't know if it's the
End or a new

I say something that's controversial
I'm a lyrical prophet, they tryna profit off my verbal
And I can see that you been smoking
Looking for your soul

I know that god is real
I can feel it in my soul
I know that god is real
I can feel it in my soul
I know that god is real
I can feel it in my soul
I

The knights of the black river come
On a path to conquer all
With hymns hailing death and crows
From the dirt marked by the beast's claws
Do not look

nicked
By the boydem, crumble
And then start singing out hymns
Chat shit, man start bringing out things

Boy Better Know, yep, we are now kings
Represent

everlasting plight
Determination blazing by my side
I'll prevail all these fears
Cast away all my tears
Extermination fostering my might
Although my soul is so

wealth
These ain't songs, these is hymns 'cause I'm him
It's the Psalm 151, this the New Testament
The book of Hov
Jesus turned water to wine, for Hov,

of church clothes.

I don’t do this for M’s My light don’t get dim see I’m writing these hymns, Cause all of the praises I get go to him see
I’m fishing for

I felt forsake Heart So Cold
With that fye up in my eye
Ova the stove knock out his Soul
Still abide by art the war
2give is better than receive
All

Mic check mic check one two
Tone you da man hands down (you got it)
I'm sorry not sorry (for real)
Let's knock it out real quick though
Ugh
Come

the real thing
It was you by my side

Now say it with me, like amen
I rock my gold chain like my own name brand
Black suburban Adonis that trust in Goddess

pleased by his candor 
And he wasn't too with my lifestyle 
He was talkin' bout' the things I'd abandoned
He was sayin' how my soul looked famished 
I

THE LAST HYMN TO LIFE 
NO LIGHT, THERE´S NOTHING THERE BUT DARKNESS
ONLY FEAR, IS RUNNING THROUGH OUR VEINS
DAY BY DAY, THE END IS GETTING CLOSER
NOW

Crimson tide, a canvas stained,
Where valor melts, by madness chained.
Shrapnel whispers, hymns of woe,
Where mangled souls refuse to flow.

Sad Eyed Lady of the Lowlands

Bob Dylan

Q 5 Star Reviews, Vol. 2

2001

drums
Should I put them by your gate
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

The kings of Tyrus with their convict list
Are waiting in line for their

Sad Eyed Lady of the Lowlands

Bob Dylan

Blonde on Blonde

1966

drums
Should I put them by your gate
Or, sad-eyed lady, should I wait?

The kings of Tyrus with their convict list
Are waiting in line for their

low with the cro
That's a couple of bros
And they gon' go for real
Walk with the gwap and I'm stiff
Molly her jaw, it be lokcing for real
I cannot

music hit ya soul straight for da listeners, blunt heads, and fatter cats
Y'all betta catch da wave,Ike y'all dissing a heart attack
I know this old

souls is the real bag
My wife love me, God mo'! That's the real bag
Makin a difference in this world is the real bag
Knowledge is power, read somethin',

Hypnotic

And One

9.9.99. 9 Uhr

1998

bitten so stop it
Type shit that can't be re-written on copy
By kinko, kodak, fuji films
Kin-folk know that groovy hymns
Spit by him'll put the gospel