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of the world
What happened to being that city sat on a hill
What happened to being the real church, The Real Church
Matthew 5 and 14 says
We are the light

When I was just a boy in the Oklahoma hills
We didn't have a church in which to pray
So the people got together and they
Built one of their own
Just

with a rope
Find a strong board start with the head calling out a Pope
Church shit mixed with sin once again you mask your wins
I'm a black Baptist where

tense?
We see bad shit happens, but what happens to bad shit?
You need your ass whipped
Friendship, missionary, Beulah Hill Baptist
Not fit county

the town
Made you fell good about yourself
Pick you up when your down
Did you go to the church where the cowboys go
Or Baptist or Nazarene there are many

But tell her to brush her teeth

The hospital and the baptist church
The graveyard with the funeral hearse
The playground to the call centre
You can

fittest for survival
In or out tha gym I'm him like church songs
Keep 2 pews not the ones you sit in church on
Stayed on clock til all tha work gone
Serving

It's a human race emergency

I was born again April 06
Nellis Baptist church
In the city of Las Vegas
Where my flesh died
But the spirit of Christ

Its a human race emergency
We need you Lord
Save us
Timeline 2020-present
I was born again April 06
Nellis Baptist church
In the city of Las Vegas

If you like trees, well we have plenty
There's oak and hemlock, pine and birch
Tallest thing in every town is
The steeple on the Baptist church

If you like trees, well we have plenty
There's oak and hemlock, pine and birch
Tallest thing in every town is
The steeple on the Baptist church

June 

I spoke to Mary of Magdala 
Near the church on the hill. 
She looked at me, just looked 
She said she left, you can do what you will
I told her

you got 
Two big sparklers for eyes 

Where I'm going you won't have to worry much 
About them people 
From the Westborough Baptist Church
They're too

Distant dreaming of a sleeping hill
Where the church and trees wear wedding gowns
As the clouds go down
To intertwine

Secrets buried in the ground