Lyrics:
to the winning side
Welcome to the Father’s side
Forever you’ll be winning child
Glory to God Babylon is fallen
We are no longer slaves we are sons by his glory
strengthen him and lose your own
Well shoot that fucker if he walk near the throne
Remind him that this is my home (now I'm gone)
Welcome to the united
finished yet
So when you saw me wandering from the 99
Lord you left the rest to claim your child
Then you said to me
Welcome home
Home, Home, Home
Welcome
wanna be saved (saved by my own grave)
Pray on (pray on my child)
Oh yeah (pray on my child)
I got a home on high (yes, I got a home on high)
I
Consider it a trial by faith, living in His grace
Take the Father's hands, welcome His embrace
The world's a better place with child-like (Faith)
Life is so
wanna be saved (saved by my own grave)
Pray on (pray on my child)
Oh yeah (pray on my child)
I got a home on high (yes, I got a home on high)
I
wanna be saved (saved by my own grave)
Pray on (pray on my child)
Oh yeah (pray on my child)
I got a home on high (yes, I got a home on high)
I
the story goes
You didn't dig my flow
You didn't dig my flow
But you're still welcome
(You're welcome, babe, you're welcome to me)
Welcome
(Anytime
the white folk
Them evil white demons
Billy was tired and angry
That woke up a demon
The child and Billy both possessed
They slowly start scheming
Home
I'm here
I'm here
Forever here to stay
Cuz I love you
Oh yes, I love you
More than words could say
Welcome home
Welcome home my child
Welcome home
'em on dial
It's bottoms up but is going down
Welcome to my house party party
Welcome to my house party party
Welcome to my house party party
'em on dial
It's bottoms up but is going down
Welcome to my house party party
Welcome to my house party party
Welcome to my house party party
Call me by my name
And in that time of prayer and waiting
Where doubt and reason dwell
A jury sat deliberating
All is lost
Or all is well
Home
Sweet child of mine, You're SPECIAL
Nobody's on your level
This freedom trail you're walking is
A long road to your apocalypse
(Welcome to my
down
And fill up your pockets, yeah
Mass media, information overload
Welcome to America
(The following message is brought to you by Viacom)
calls me by, it calls me by my name
And it says
Welcome to the mystery child
Welcome to the mystery of life
Welcome to the mystery child
Welcome
it
Welcome to Hell's Kitchen, welcome to Hell's Kitchen
Its Hot
Uh huh
Welcome to Hell's Kitchen
Hell is where da home is, dats where da Vic's live
alone
You'll be there to greet me
And say welcome home
If you made it to the gates
Did you slide through electric
Measures of a man
Aint imperial
come from, I wanna tell you to walk through
Cause these child traumas turn to PTSD And we ain't tryna party like we ain't tryna leave
Yeah, welcome to my
[Juelz Santana]
It's the home of 9-11, the place of the lost towers
We still banging, we never lost power, tell em
Welcome to New York City, welcome to New
I said I, I left my wife and child (Lubie come back home)
And lord my conscience is about to drive me wild (Lubie come back home)
A little voice
gathered here today
Welcome to your new home, welcome to Headspace
I lay awake in the night, and watch the shadows pass me by
Eyes that never disappear,
your mouth, peace to Poco on a 14 year bid
For jackin' mad kids, respect all my gangsta's doin' bad shit
An' that's it, Mad Child does nitroglycerin
and pack of razor blades
c 40 oz of just to make a home movie
Porno or snuff tapes it's all the same to me
cnd it's hosted by yours truly C-H-I-L-D Childish
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