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Casting Crowns (Casting Crowns) · Casting Crowns [DualDisc] (Casting Crowns) · Of Crows and Crowns (Dustin Kensrue) · The Union of Crowns (Bury Tomorrow) · Roots and Crowns (Califone) · Roots and Crowns (Califone) · These Kids Wear Crowns (These Kids Wear Crowns) · The Silhouettes Meet The Five Crowns (The Silhouettes) · Call Casting (Migos) · Casting Pearls (Casting Pearls) – and 90 other albums »


spot is precise
Swift is the hand of the waking beast, crown of two worlds is the prize

(chorus)
Blood will spill on the warrior's feet, casting
firearms and one pound of marajuana
Apprehended by four US marshalls by the state of Washington

[C-Bo]
They thought it was over but it just started
And some
for God our lives was scarred
Now in the book of life, our names have been written down
We're casting our crowns before his feet on the ground
It's
get out of it
Any and all should fall, many are small should call
Naughty By Nature the creator of all y'all
Show hope, show no hope and can't cope,
scholars
Holdin' it down, walkin' around with gold by the pound
Frozen and drowned with diamond boulders all in the crown
Talk of the town, soakin' you
You understand?
"When I get to heaven, I'll see my grandmother there
She'll say 'Great God almighty, here come my child! He must've got here by
Felon, fights behind me on the intersection
Sex and drugs my anthology on perfection
Dress superb admired by conspirists
Who wanna try me but ain't high
[ea-ski]
Its kinda funny niggaz running up
Trying to show me much love
Cause a motherfucker just dropped an album
Now they wanna kiss ass
But hold up
died and rappers out to dethrone me
For they crown they head is cut off, bodies is laid
Dead in the street, it's so fuckin' pitiful
First they love
died and rappers out to dethrone me
For they crown they head is cut off, bodies is laid
Dead in the street, it's so fuckin pitiful
First they love
prison quinton or rikers
Quick to three, strike us they don't like us
Plant and I pivot with my life and I live it righteous

You got some small papers you
85%, I'm 400 solid
Brainbolic wit knowledge, cock-diesel scholars
Holdin' it down, walkin' around wit gold by the pound
Frozen down wit diamond bolders