Lyrics:
the glory Lord
You're worthy of the praise
Because you've constantly shown me mercy
And you saved me by your grace
God I don't deserve your goodness and all
of your service
Oh, turn the world
That the savior's come
Till meek us made
If friends don't believe you
He'll, he'll understand
Lord will see your
calls for the morning
Who is He that made the universe
He made the heaven and the earth
His works proclaim His praise
And I really would like to know who
figure how to get a check out of Sony
Oh Lord, thought I watch preaching to the choir
When I'm in this pulpit I might catch on fire
Class full of gas,
man
I never plan to change
Burning Buddha got that
Buddha on my chain
Heard my shooter gotta
Judas in his aim
Tie'em by a noose
We gone let'em hang
Yea
Which means the Messiah
Which means the Savior
Which means I call Him Sire. (Sire, Sire Sire, Sire)
With Him by my side, I can overcome desire
That would
Fanny
Oh my god! Exactly! On the way out the door, he was angry and sore, so furious, he almost swore.
V25 Woman 4
To the men, I say, we finally
WooHoo!
Shine!
Make 'em wonder what you've got,
Make 'em wish that they were not
On the outside looking bored.
Shine!
Let it shine before all men
(Ayye JD Lemme Hear That Back)
A million different thoughts live inside my head
I don't complain, I'd rather make a song instead
I can see the future
They might go to a city
Oh that men would praise
The Lord for His goodness
For He satisfieth
The longing soul
In darkness and
Shadow of death
Being bound
the life, the smooth way's up to you, I
Teach me that grown man type flow, and I'll spit that
Lead me to dream type roads all surrounded by girls while time
said damn today, my beeper keeps on buzzing
Men are calling every hour, on the hour
By the dozen so a piece of advice, that were
Don't try to talk to me
pray that I grow
The way I would go, Jesus the Savior will know
GOD, GOD, oh GOD
Can you hear me LORD, Can you heal me LORD
Because (I don't know no
affirmed when you raised Him
When bones didn’t rot in the grave that contained Him
The stone rolled away by the angels who praise Him
‘Cause death couldn’t
Created by white men or any other white man
That pretended he originated
And contended that he innovated a jazz thing
Of course we know who can really blow
when I buck you bitch, I do it smooth
That's what the Devil's Daughter do, now Fly
What would you do?
Clizick with the real Triple 6 niggas for yuro
friend, barucha'ta
Shalawam to you and all of them
All praises to AhaYah and Ya'ShaYah
That's the Son He sent
Hebrew language now within
Time to seek all
threw her hands up
Praise God graceful vintage type so tasteful
Love u too smooth nobody could hate u
Grateful ta know ya can u let me show ya
Thankful
her
Sorry, Portia, but what's Ellen DeGeneres
Have that I don't? Are you telling me tenderness?
Well, I can be as gentle and as smooth as a gentleman
her
Sorry, Portia, but what's Ellen DeGeneres
Have that I don't? Are you telling me tenderness?
Well, I can be as gentle and as smooth as a gentleman
her
Sorry, Portia, but what's Ellen DeGeneres
Have that I don't? Are you telling me tenderness?
Well, I can be as gentle and as smooth as a gentleman
lost
I thought my friends would have my back
But they just blew me off
Cuz' I been told that I'd be
Nothing more than what I was
A poor example of a man
In the night, man is trapped by fright
A gift, fire brigs freedom and light
No!
Errah!
Blegh!
“angry noises”
Prometheus! You fool!
What
sank beneath the tide
Gone to join those friends and shipmates in that heavenly home
Welcomed by his lovin' Savior singing praise forevermore
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