Lyrics:
The young ones are growin'
We're the kids in America whoa
We're the kids in America whoa
Everybody live for the music go round
Bright lights
artist"
[Quik] Doin much damage in the ninety-two
"for America's mo-mo-mo-mo
most complete artist-artist-are-are-artist"
[DJ Quik]
Now DJ Quik is
the band, fire in the hole
Gonna lose control tonight
What do you want from me? I'm not America's sweetheart
So beat the drum with me, I'm not America's
Hey hey America
You're some kind of crazy island
You're a place where dreams can grow
And there's history in your mansions
Good fortune in your
It's Christmas in America
There's carols in the air
The snow falling on the ground
There's holly everywhere
The people they're all different too
the band, fire in the hole
Gonna lose control tonight
What do you want from me? I'm not America's sweetheart
So beat the drum with me, I'm not America's
can succeed
Never to give up
You give me the focus
You say no be locust
You say make I run my own race
And stay in my own lane
My gift my gift my gift
that made America great
We spent the rest of that night in the home of a man
I'd never known before it's funny when you get that close
It's kind
God, in a known tongue.
THE GIFT OF TONGUES
c supernatural utterance, inspired by God, in an unknown tongue.
THE GIFT OF INTERPRETcTION OF TONGUES
c
Minnesota
I tell you, it's the biggest ball of twine in Minnesota
Oh, what on earth would make a man decide to do that kind of thing?
Oh, windin' up
Minnesota
I tell you, it's the biggest ball of twine in Minnesota
Oh, what on earth would make a man decide to do that kind of thing?
Oh, windin' up
Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, America
Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas, America
Christmas in America a blessed time of year
Children laughing,
(America America America)
America land of the free yet home of the slaves, right
America land of the greed we buy our way, right
Wait no my bad,
break her heart yea
My kind of medicine is whiskey straight
I got a mouth to put you in your place, and they
They said I'll never be the poster type
But
lined the corners
Doin' this and that
In wild America
Wild America
Wild America
Wild America
Now I 'm in a black car
With my Mexicana
She's
the corners
Doin' this and that
In wild America
Wild America
Wild America
Wild America
Now I 'm in a black car
With my Mexicana
She's got methedrine but
I
the band, fire in the hole
Gonna lose control tonight
What do you want from me? I'm not America's sweetheart
So beat the drum with me, I'm not America's
America
The land of the free isn't hallowed ground
America
No sanity in the lost and found
America
The home of the brave is Falling Down
America
No
are growing
We're the kids in America, oh oh
We're the kids in America, oh oh
Everybody live for the music-go-round
Bright lights, the music gets
You hear me
Turn my dog to a pack ain't no sheep in we
As if I'm DiCaprio I'm putting wolves in the street
America let em howl how how
America let em
the Rio, we'll be in San Diego and San Francisco
We'll be drinking margaritas, with my girl Conchita, and eating Enchiladas in El Paso
Buenos Dias America
kinds of Tongues
3. Interpretation of Tongues
Foundation
cmongst the Gift of Inspiration, Prophesy is the most Important.
1 Corinthians 14: 5
“...
around. He's not around, is he?
I can honestly say I haven't seen him, but come on in! Come here!
Come on in!
Are you related to Sir Percival?
[Trick Daddy]
'Posed to be...
Land of the free
I don't see how
Count me in
Uh
America
Oh
America
Ha-ha-ha
America (America)
Sweet land
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