Lyrics:
or the Beamer
Either, etherlicious or rebel yelling the theme of
Son of forgotten freedom, rebel ariba riba
Metal and man have melted, settle in to the FEMA,
Within the gates ere a man shall go, Full long let him look about him;
For little he knows where a foe may lurk, and sit in the seats within.
Hail
Crystal's single
Bonnie's broke and her niggas too (ha)
I can do bad by myself
Went from rags to wealth
From Jags to Bentleys to plenty ass bitches
Can't
longer wylin
It’s only on you I’m relying
On this journey from a liar to a lion
On eagle’s wings I‘ma ride on
The Son is risen and that’s the reason surely
rose to the occasion
Felling lions with the same tools that David freely used
A little bit of faith in this heart and some worship tunes
If you looking
by myself,
One man army, I don't need no help
This ain't nothin man I been through hell
Bring light to the blind like i'm writing in braille
I'm
I had to pay my dues
Oh Lord I am a son
I am a son of the blues
When you walking down the street
And hear that sound
You know it's the Lion Harp
You know I, this is James Brown
I'm such a lover of people
Because people did so much for me
I'm a lover of all humanity, all man kind
And I feel
Thank you Jesus
Goodman
Who is Jesus
He's the son of God
He's the messiah
The Lord of lords
He's the beginning and the end
And He care for us
You wanted to meet the team?
You're facing with 10 opponents
I'm the truest son of the demon king
Erasing Meliodas cause
He would just leave
out jus to smoke
Know it keep us right
Stg many times almost lost mind
But not my drive
Gotta bring my mans
Little biddie in the back
Heard she gotta
at the supper of the Son, yea
No one ever told me time keeps ticking, so I took a little minute
Had to find out if You with me
Even when I push it to the limit
arrogant
That money was staggering
They locked me PC with them trannies and rat
Man that shit was embarrassing
Twenty three hours in the cell by myself
Man
bomb
Revin up the iron horse
Lions Roar
Brothers is there not a cause
We out in force
Bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb
The Sons of God are breaking New ground
Mercedes driver
85'er, enlightener, collapsable sun visor
The half moon identifies
The son of God, son of man
Son of Sam, young with the blam
Stick
gassing my cloud (Ha)
Move a pound lose a little weight re up out of town
What I know about it (What I know about it)
You can tell by how I go about it
Under their control
Makes you not realize
That you are God
Yeah have real eyes
If you choose to no longer see by their lies
I'm God made
Not man's slave
You know I, this is James Brown
I'm such a lover of people
Because people did so much for me
I'm a lover of all humanity, all man kind
And I feel
the South Coast is a wild coast and lonely
You might win in a game at Jolon
But a lion still rules the Barranca
And a man there is always alone
I
chimney up on top
Made out of a human skull
Now come on take a little walk with
Me honey and tell me who do you love
Chorus:
Who do you love
Who do you
Lord you are grater I don't need no thing
Imma raise my hand your gonna hear me scream
You gotta
Hook
You gotta put your hands up high
A little higher
O
fallin'-off
It's really far fetched!
I turn a little to a lot I make it stretch!
In come the Franklyn's!
Then come the Benji's!
Fiends by the crack house!
to all employees, and I'm here to teach the principle
'Cause I've been saved by mo' bells than Lark Voorhies
Man, fuck that nigga 'Cris man, for real
flu, Captain?
The mighty invader when you are the one with
The musket gun should I
Flee or succumb so my son ain't no orphan
Dear Captain? The mighty
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