Lyrics:
Merci by W.B. Keats - 1819)
I met a lady in the meads,
Full beautiful--a faery's child,
Her hair was long, her foot was light,
And her eyes were
sand
Higher
By faith on heavens tableland
Higher
I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills
From whence cometh my help
My help cometh from the Lord
sand
Higher
By faith on heavens tableland
Higher
I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills
From whence cometh my help
My help cometh from the Lord
as softly as a prayer
and when the time had come to leave the child I was behind me
I tamed a wild pony in the grasslands where he ran
alone out in
Once when I was a child
while kissing the hype
lost my head in the crowd
I was looking so proud
Felt wild, was blind
Heated by desire
While kissing
faith and family is where their foundations were laid
Where they lived off the land everything, they had was homegrown
Tucked in the hills and the hollows
or affliction
A perfect father to your children
You are good
When my day becomes night
I will walk by faith and not by sight
All my days, I will say
That your
Niggas faking I don't know if I can make it out here
I try to keep my patience keep the faith and pray I make it to the top of the hill
Please make some
outside boy I’m posted on yo hill
Over kill
Know dis city crazy I stained him out his steel
Grab da wheel
Dis shit up in my system I don’t know how
of King Dedede
Loaded up the bong and I'm ready to hit
Hot momma by my side rubbing her clit
She says that our rhymes are fucking lit
I'ma launch that
only seen through
Universal enlightenment's peak, hope we can reach soon
Meet me at the corner of Alta and High
By the Par-mar on Harmar Hill, we'll rise
'm climbin'
And ain't no safe space when your music is faith-based
Between the Kingdom and the World your in a strange place
For real between two hills
worried bout clout
I'm learning nigga
Want a house in the hill like Irma nigga
Ain't even see it coming corona nigga
twenty twenty on some fuck shit
Had
the valley to the hill
And He's stretching my Faith still
I been deep in a valley and high in a hill
God is still God regardless how you feel
Worthy of praise
Who can you trust?
Who can you trust?
I'm surrounded by soldiers down to go to war for me
Their army fatigue is street clothes
Their buckets are
became surreal
Mayhem flew beyond the hill
Roaring fury filled the air
I could only sit and stare
Local hoons had an idea
Stir up the cops lock them in
wild had to maintain
Was a little too wild had to maintain
Was I a little to wild had to maintain?
Dumb nigga to hard for you to contain
I'm stuck
stepping, still stepping, I'm still stepping
Though the roads get rocky, the hills get steep
I can't run, I'm gonna walk, I can't walk, I'm gonna creep
I
Yo, you listenin' to Ryda Radio, bitch!
Tune this in! Fuck y'all!
Fuck y'all bitches! Rydas!
I'm resurrected by the faith of my streets
And I delete
it on hush it's a secret well kept
Money send me a friend request I press accept
Lot of languages global love money dialect
Walking by faith not by
Come on and give me all your flavors
Something salty, something sweet
We be on our worst behavior
'Cause we're young and wild and free
Only skin
plate
There's power by your faith
Look up at the sky homie
You can't do it over when you die homie
It's too many following the blind homie
I know that
You're the river running wild, never stay
You're the bird who's singing on my window sill
You're the light shining down
You're the mansion on the hill
Nah, we can not relate (we can not)
And I gotta stay laced (I gotta stay laced)
She want us to date (ah)
I see she keepin' faith (faith)
Ah, I
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