Lyrics:
busy mothers
Just keep trusting in
Jesus, the church is alive you're
Not alone out there, just keep
Looking to Jesus the church is
Alive and faithful
about.
I'd lie there mesmerised, listening to the first couple.
Invariably, they'd wake up other couples,
And like some kind of chain reaction,
of you
Oh, God will take care of you
Through every day
Or all the way
He will take care of you
Oh, God will take care of you
There's not a friend
Like
early as He rocked back and forth Was there a song in his head, maybe melodies in his Core?
Aiming for the encore he Could not be ignored
They call him
care who don't like me
I'm the most hated you heard me
And I'm glad I'm the most hated
In fact Jesus said you not chosen
If you not hated
So why I'm
million thrice
Submit the tapes, Channel 9
And CNN 'cause I'm nine
You know, I'd really like to be all alone all the time
But there's just not much to mind
to say hi
Standin' there like a mime and let the chance pass by
Back of my mind, "He could change your life
With all these beats I did, at least let him
to say hi
Standin' there like a mime and let the chance pass by
Back of my mind, "He could change your life
With all these beats I did, at least let him
As the next rap god yes, I rap hard
Run a whole beat like a track star
Run a whole track like it's NASCAR
Stay low-key like it's Asgard
Been eatin' bars but not
mostly working towards the same ends
Not so much enemies more like rival friends
Mostly working towards the same ends
Mostly working towards the same ends
a noodle
That likes to doodle
While you play with your kaboodle
Not a poodle
Just a smitten
Kitten
Who hates mittens
For pittance
Where I’m from it stays
God look at me
I know there things you don't like to see
But I'm asking you precious Lord
Please take them all away from me
God I'm not just saying
at the church yeah I'm seen There
Devil better beware I'm always Prepared
Powered by Jesus yeah shout out to Benny
I am rich and I ain't talking bout Stimmys
To eighth grade
I was tricked
And made fake
Not by kids
But the lies
Of the sin i was in
A thief before ten
Lust for possessions
Obsessed with
All your anxiety, all your cares
Bring to the mercy seat, leave it there
Never a burden He cannot bear
Never a friend like Jesus
No other friend
your anxiety, all your care
Bring to the mercy seat, leave it there
Never a burden He cannot bear
Never a friend like Jesus
No other Friend so willing
intention
Now I'm feelin' lowly
What kinda love is that?
An impostor love that angers
Lookin' at a friend suddenly become a stranger
Couldn't sense the danger
gangsta bitch get scandolous
You friendly ass hoes I scratch off my list
I don't need you
Don't want you bitch
Friends like foes in these hoes
Keep
a poncho
Like pronto
If you give me the word I'm there
But you playing games like you play with your hair
After so much of it why should I care?
If money is
lips it is like a scorching fire.
28 A perverse person stirs up conflict,
and a gossip separates close friends.
29 A violent person entices their
tribulations and trials
When so-called friends was nowhere to be found
You been there for me, Lord
You been there for me
As I reminisce on past times down
off
Think there musta been foul play or double cross
Dog, you took your own life
I was stuck I was worthless
I was crying like a bitch when I spoke up
sins are covered regardless of all of the voices that tell me I'm worthless
Convert it to passion to love like a servant, that's Jesus' model there's no
outlet from on High
Born and die to live again, so when this world has gone by
I'm online like a mainframe you know his name is Jesus.
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