Lyrics:
of learning
While in Rome
Do as the Romans
Do＆Do＆Do
Shout at the top of
One voice One voice One voice
One hand nuts
Feijao palma da mao
Feijao palma da mao
lines and black top rolling
I hear a voice calling me there
I need those
White lines and black top rolling to
Someplace better than here
I was born
and it made 'em fools
And I am like them but I have seen the truth
And now the Holy Spirit tells me what to do
High on the mountain tops
I hear a voice
your voice, Joyce
Raise your voice, Joyce
Raise your voice, Joyce
She paid her way
She's not a slave
Joyce Tops
I'm okay
She paid her way
Raise
dark night
I will sing
Oh I Will Sing
With all of my heart
At the top of my voice
I'll sing your name
I sing your praise
Give you everything
I'll raise
the burning red sky and the houses on fire
And I don't know when I'll be home
To shout your name at the top of my voice
And I don't know when I'll be home
emotions. At the top of my voice.
I'm screaming I'm kicking I'm trying to communicate.
I'm screaming I'm kicking I'm trying to communicate.
Do You even see
Top of my voice I been screaming
These niggas don't wanna leave me
Jungle rules drop like a kilo
Bandwagon!
Hundos only!
Ain't a drill ain't no phony
over
I see what she cries out for
Like raindrops
The skin beneath her tank top
I stare and then her voice drops
What are you waiting for
Raindrops
Ego, I bruise that shit
Top shelf, I'm top flight, nigga, move
I got a voice so I gotta use that shit
Ego, I bruise that shit
Top shelf, I'm top flight,
shit
Ego, I bruise that shit
Top shelf, I'm top flight, nigga, move
I got a voice so I gotta use that shit
Ego, I bruise that shit
Top shelf, I'm top
I forget where I'm goin' in my own house
I got myself in this, I'll get myself out
I talk out loud, at the top of my voice I sing
Whoa keep
If I had've known my invisibility
Would not make a difference
I would've run around screaming proudly
At the top of my voice
I wouldn't have
an African blood
I'm so grateful
My color can tell you I'm African
I'm so grateful
If you're African, let me hear you scream to the top of your voice
I'm so
blood
I'm so grateful
My color can tell you I'm African
I'm so grateful
If you're African, let me hear you scream to the top of your voice
I'm so grateful
voice, posin' like you're top choice
Your voice, I'll make a hearse out of your Rolls Royce
Besides, I got my girl to remember
And I'll commit it that
voice, posin' like you're top choice
Your voice, I'll make a hearse out of your Rolls Royce
Besides, I got my girl to remember
And I'll commit it that
at the
Top of your voice. I wear these memories, it's a blessing and a curse
'Cause when it hurts, it hurts
You felt like home and I feel you now, straight
.
All I can hear is voices in the dark,
I can get to sleep at night no more.
All I can hear is voices in the dark,
I can get to sleep at night no more.
land barely touched by human hand,
I feel like an eagle on a mountain top.
Sometimes I hear voices, and often catch myself reflected in a tarn
I rip
all kinds of questions to myself
But never finding the answers
Crying at the top of my voice
And no one listening
All this time, I still remember
this sweet little voice a talkin' up on the mountain top
Then I saw this pretty little maiden up on the mountain top
She took my hands and I've been
all kinds of questions to myself
But never finding the answers
Crying at the top of my voice
And no one listening
All this time, I still remember
Scream at the top of your voice
Come on 1 2 3 4
Da da daaa da da daaa
Da da daaa da da daaa
Da da daaa da da daaa
Da da daaa da da daaa
Everybody has
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