Lyrics:
alone
And some man is out there waiting
For his wife to come back home
(Turn Around)
(Verse 2)
Tonight can't last forever
And the things I feel inside
was the man
Aristocrat in his homeland
Gilles De Rais was the man
A hero in his homeland
Gilles De rais played a crucial role in France's greatest
20 dollars was a hundred grand
Corner store I pickpocket, my wrist watch is on Casio, but that G-shock on his other hand
Green with jealousy I learned
really made a way
I can testify no mistake, His staff bring back the stray
Giving my all to His parlay
cint scared of no grave, He saved
Walk by faith
knows your works
Whether you're cold or you're hot
Because you're lukewarm
He'll spit you out His mouth
Now what's a lukewarm Catholic
And is that really
fight to be Jews
Did come to these hills with me
On my death bed your leader I'll name
'Tis Judah, the Macabee
My name is Judah, the Macabee
By the name
sex as a weapon.
Her man's name Jerome, high school sweetheart
Who just came home for some charges unknown.
It's 'prolly domestic, he be beatin' 'er
& keep it moving
Ain’t really proving nothing
But you’re hoping
It’s improving
Have you ever felt alone
Lost without a home
& even when they call you
foul
Was engineered in my mother's womb for Gods' glory
Plenty faith in the persecution is inventory
I been spit in the face, still exhibiting grace
Yahweh demand I teach it
Yeah I walked by Faith definitely not by sight
The battle is not my fight
Strength I got His might
Devil won't stop my life
to scavenger every dollar
Father come home from business, he snatching me by my collar
Pessimistic and I don't listen, I know he want me to glisten
But he
appreciate a man and you lose him
Worst thing to do to an innocent man is accuse him
And I ain't with beefin' with home's
Bran Nubian style, I had to love ma'
crushed the witch all I saw was a freak
She had a fresh pair of pumps on looking oh so sweet
I grabed the midget by his throat and checked in his gat
Slaped
yeah yeah
Much later" we got some shit to attend to
Let's not forget what we came to do
By the way I want his ring too
Minutes later, on the first level
Youuuu
And I'm swinging for the thrill
See the skyline
I'm way above the hills
Cause I'm sky hi-hi-hi-high
Give the New York people hope
When I fly
Youuuu
And I'm swinging for the thrill
See the skyline
I'm way above the hills
Cause I'm sky hi-hi-hi-high
Give the New York people hope
When I fly
His ways and Never lose faith
Where where will I be if it wasn't for God and His grace let's goo
Lord forgive me
I been sipping
Man I just can't cope
a castle out of fifty-two cards
Plus jokers with an image
Modern theory jars us while remaining harnessed to the vintage
I'm mad at how far this is
to the destiny of man
Gets ridiculous
A cheap gangster hires someone
To do his dirty work with a tommy gun
While the President just points at anyone
And says "I,
to the edge
And that there put a hole in my chest
And then they tell you home's where the heart is
But I got a hole where my heart is
Because I let a ho
I guess my faith is a quest for me
Man got a dog and ain't got no leash
Man got a crib, it ain't got no lease
Man got a flow that got no brain
But
support
He is, He is
His is
Giving all things possibility
Saving those no one ever thought He could
Like when I'm swallowed by a stormy sea
He will meet me
faith sail
For our God will never fail
He is Rapha and he heals
He knows of your deaths and bills
So chill
Be still
On you he has placed his seal
Look
on door to ask the old codger
Akin asks her dad and he
Makes a little speech
But all he gets is a no
Like a kick in the teeth
'Cause his grandad's from
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