Lyrics:
Throw away those designer suits
You got your weapons cocked, your targets in your sights
There's a party raging, somewhere in the world
You gotta serve
Throw away those designer suits
You got your weapons cocked, your targets in your sights
There's a party raging, somewhere in the world
You gotta serve
Throw away those designer suits
You got your weapons cocked, your targets in your sights
There's a party raging, somewhere in the world
You gotta serve
the bed
Gave her ass a hundred kisses in the head
Granny taught a nigga everything he said
Granny taught a nigga everything he say
Hit the family
Mariapfarr, Austria. The music to Silent Night was composed in 1818 by Franz Gruber. Silent Night was first played at St. Nicholas Church in Oberndorf bei
And now I'm twinnin' with'em in His image
Now I'm litty like a pot of gold
Glory shinin' through me woah
Litty like a pot of gold
Glory shinin' through
When you feel so sad
Cause you got no job
And your plans seems to fail
When you have no family
Cause the only one you have
Is a father that sleeps in
the dream, I start out by gathering in my observation my high school camaraderie as a social Sphere
Alongside churchmates, spiritual mentors, friends, family
at that particular time wasn't major
Now I have to wear a pager
on my waist just in case I have to go someplace
somewhere can't bear to be late, cause
I'm missing part of my brain
My anger don't elapse
Hatfield and McCoy go off for even less than a pig
I'll Bitch smack your whole family with one
like me
Doing the same reeling in largemouth Hank up real loud
Tryin to keep their family name proud out there in small town
Somewhere USA
There's
Silent Night
Lyrics by Joseph Mohr, Composer Franz Xaver Gruber
Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
Round yon virgin, mother
The "Best two Years" are young, rapping doors, tracting
Come preach the Good Word for God's big family gathering
Yeah we put in the work of baptism this is
heavenly peace
Silent Night, holy night
Shepherds quake in the sight!
Glories stream from heaven afar
Heavenly hosts sing Hallelujah!
Christ the Savior is
pain
Oh how it was so hard to climb so far to give it all up
For a moment of glory, glory
As the months rolled by and accusations fly
the grease, burnin' candles in the teeth
Summoned by the killer who remembered the names of each
Southside cop killer queens
Circle the vehicle and squeeze
Everyday, testimonies
Glory, hallelujah
I'm so full of praise
Everywhere, testimonies
In your family, testimonies
Now we tell the story
Of how we overcame
Do you believe in war?
Is war the only thing worth dying for?
Why do we suffer for our needs?
And give up our souls to feed our families?
It shakes
my eyes
And now I bow before the Father
From whom every family has been named
And by the riches of His glory
He strengthens my inner man, hey
And now
of a certain kind
One that I had seen before
Somewhere in the deep recesses of my mind
This was not the time for chatter
This was the time for petulance
As I
Full of glory and honor
To the holy one
We're in the family of God, Oh
We're in the family of God, Yeah
What once was dead
Is now alive
We're in
trying to catch me anymore
I guess somewhere between the babies and the corporate jobs
Everyone just kind of stopped smoking out in parking lots
Cause
find a little snow somewhere
And send it down our way
For another Christmas in Kentucky
And it was everything to me
Hand in hand with my family
In
feel more broken than black
More sunken in sadness, anchored in anger
I harness this hardened heart and hardship surrounded by darkness
Despite the white
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