Lyrics:
rappers
Not to get embarrassed in the booth
Yo, it's a shame I say
Most of you rappers play
And get your written rhymes eaten by a DJ
But I'm a MC and it's
rejecting to give Him homage
Giving credit of dominance to these created beings
What was stated back in the book of Deuteronomy
Is not negated by grace
presence
Lasting hope in your name
Who can measure the endless riches or
Blessings come by Your grace
I'll Sing a little bit louder now
Sing a little
Uh yeah uh
Oh Savannah Grace
A girl I can't replace
She's more than a taste
A heart I want to chase
A mind I can't waste
I'd love to translate
Doc
Title: J.E.S.U.S
: Nto eeh
Jesus is the reason why we live by much grace!
Nto eeh eeh
Ever since your words bear fruits in my life
on Healing
I Grab the Mic
Like it's my phone
About fall of a Cliff
I live my life
And watch the Throne
My musics more like a Gift
Weight of the world
I'm
wane
For the dough I kill a Doe. Just don't know if that hoe was John or Jane
I want big bills, all I see is little change
A little cash money but a lot
Government loves you so sleep now rest assured
Your taxes make prisoners of war around the world
They'll mind warp and drug you, rape your little girl
sent your fairy ass to military class
Now your moms gettin sceamed on by your dad
Like we shoulda had a daughter instead of a fag
This the last time
I don't know if I'm ready or not
I'll have to give a little more thought
I don't know anyone else
Can keep me hanging on by myself
I need grace
I don't know if I'm ready or not
I'll have to give a little more thought
I don't know anyone else
Can keep me hanging on by myself
I need grace
little family
A house on a piece of land
We'll make more dreams along the way
Baby don't you understand
On my darkest days you're my saving grace
You're
to your own life
I do that too when I listen to music
That's why I'm doing this for you
And a little bit for me
That's why I'm doing this for you
That's why
lap it's more like a marathon
This track ain't no track just something I set it on
Live life in harmony, put love in your arms
Forgive to receive
bed
It’s kinda weird
How she make me fucking hate myself
But Rocko manage the wealth
I got some trophies on my shelf
But I ain’t calling it quits
More
ouu shit can he survive it
white boy killed a black kid, he's living okay
Trayvon missed the dream of Martin Luther King
I have a dream
My four little
Yeah
This Is America
The Real America
Yo!
In beginning we were nothing but cotton pickers, In servitude
Disenfranchised, fucked by the Justice
is scary
I ain't ever been a person worried 'bout if they treat me fairly
Always caring more even when I paid for it
The grace of the drive got me
made me strong
Even down when I couldn’t crawl
Guided by Your Grace
Surrounded by your Glory
In you I Found my place
How you changed my story
ways
Uh
We probably can't relate
I'm so amazed by this taste of Grace
I was delayed by the way I obeyed the faith
I scream Praises he changed the pace
bright shore),
There's gonna be no more dyin' (over there)
Not one little grave (not one little grave),
In all that fair land (that wonderful land).
Not
He was just an old country doctor
In a little Kentucky town
Fame and fortune had passed him by
But we never saw him frown
As day by day in his
mixture of troubles
It is a man's own mind
Not his enemy a fool that lures him to evil ways
More than a man, more than a king
More like God!
I feel like
a house
I just woke up like a dream just me and my team
I go and get it I'm a fiend bitch by any means
Shoutout to Martin Luther King
This a big dream
I
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