Lyrics:
the enemies of God
We run this race, matta' fact we fly
To see His face, that's the ultimate prize
Empowered by grace, all glory be to God
We live by faith,
was a pick me
Till I realized she just match my fly brown sugar Sidney
Fogging the windows in car washes by 7 eleven
Elevate her drop her on top to 7th
the memories of the rush, we find our grace
In the echoes of the city, our spirits abide
In the midnight rush, forever we ride
Phone in my left pocket
a million pieces
A ticker tape parade high
And now you're free to fly
When that muffled sigh
Says you're barely getting by
Cut your burdens loose
to the UK, leave in America, fly to The UK, leave in America
Fly to the UK, leave in America, fly to the UK, UK
Packin' my bags, stand by to America, hittin'
When the sky opens the light shines and the trumpets fly like birds
Its The Lord Himself from Heaven
Are you ready?, Are you ready?
When the sky
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
Prelude:
Yeah, yeah, yeah…I hear what they sayin,' they really not sayin' nothin.'
Finite man, rebellin' against infinite God…that don't even sound
One Creeper roman street sweeper
Don't get gash by the hour rudeboy
I get gash by the metre wilehouse senior
Lemons will lean ya e3 teacher
LON preacher
take the bridge, I'm ready to die..................
[Bizzy Bone]
For the grace of Capo... for the grace of Capo, in the moment of silence,
Now
grace, baptised and saved
Face the world then I hide my face the shadow of God's my hiding place
Fly way, trumpets blow man fly away
Move right or get left
isn't go lucky, progression only by God's grace
Perfected the craft its perfection
It's a guarantee what do you reckon
In this life it's the vibe that you
grow
If you ready then am ready from the bottom to the top
They said that I'll never make it here
Look at me now
Ha ha ha ha ha
Grace got me now
Ha ha
the moonlight, we be lookin' so fly
Movin' and groovin', ain't nothin' gonna pass us by
Chin sloth, rollin' in with a chin so tight
Sexy in the moonlight, we
On the day you are judged by the funhouse cast
I will rejoice in your fall from grace
A cane to the sky, like, "None shall pass"
Fly me up high... None shall
and narrow,
Be steadfast and steady,
always be ready,
Aim for the stars in the sky,
take heart, pull it back and let it fly
Good things come
some more
Said that all this grace and favour said I'm wanting some more, some more
Big man'a ting Jesus very fly
If you ready you can give your life
grace and finess had my love incurable
Little red beady marks trickle down her closed eyes
Whenever there's static she'll make it all right
She was there,
are ready The ambush is set Champions fight first Prelude of what is to come Spears strike true Neither leaves the field Battle is on Charge! Valient
things
And if you believe, there is nothing that you can't do
In life, you can fly
Look up to the sky
God's grace is all you need
You can do all things
rather fly like
Airplanes - soaring through the sky
Jet trails on the tail of a passerby
Passed by in the passing lane, my past, bye
I don't wanna see you
a flock of geese would fly on by
i`m hopin
i can bag not 4 but 5 reloldin
jesus fucking christ
that's the biggest moose i have ever seen
get my gun god damn
crisco
With the extra fat
I'm wishin
A flock of geese would fly on by
I'm hopin
I can bag not 4 but 5 reloldin
Jesus fucking christ
That's
but I promise you cuz
That I am following the music and I'll make it because
I'm ready to make it
I'm ready to fly
Already spreading out my wings
So
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