Lyrics:
Not present, not manic depressive
Doesn't mean my actions aren't manic or depressing
Got that idol worship style obsession
Rambling angel, please
to
Bow bow bow
We die and then face Him, here at the throne you
Bow bow bow
Live in revival, I'm a disciple I
Bow bow bow
Worship in style, hope it go
my style
Worship is a warfare
We're not afraid to go there
Worship is our lifestyle
Kneeling down is my style
Worship is a warfare
Not afraid to go
Everyone worships that bourgeoisie style
Call the priestess, the one who's bathed in gold
And scatter the demons, familiar bodies in a row
Flex to fit in
We gonna worship the lord
Inna reggae style eh
We gonna worship the lord
Inna biggy man style eh
Lift your hands everywhere
We worship you, we
breaking your spine
I'm just awaiting a sign
Then relax and just vaporize pine
Expand my pallet eating beats let me dine
Worship my style like a shrine
Run
and Rev Run
When the Source set it down, I'm inna service
To cop the kind of verses that average emcees will worship
(Redman)
My style is milk of magnesia,
Now, I'm a take you to Sunday morning, praise and worship
Old school style
Can I get some help in the house? Alright
Anybody remember these kind
that average emcees seem to worship
[--Redman ]
My style is milking magnesia, clutch divide speeding bust
The more the merrier, secure the area,
us
Can't handle us
Live fast die young
Pray before you fall
Top down
Walking on the ocean
No boat
No hope
But face torture your Lordship
As I worship
Style Na Style Eh ooo
Pattern Na Pattern oh
Everyone get hin style eh oo
Just praise God
in your own style ehhhh!
Are you ready to worship God
diamond shoes
I grew from concrete under you
Just a fucking rose
I'm smoking hashish out a cup in Cairo
On the Nile you know that shit my style
My idols
to lock down Kings
And the thugs on the street just love to say, "It's all foul."
Watch the honeys check your style
Worthless, when they worship, what
foul."
Watch the honeys check your style
Worthless, when they worship, what you purchase
They only see ice, not me, under the surface
What's
We gonna worship the Lord in a reggae style
Halle Halle halleluyah
Halle Halle halleluyah
Halle halle halleluyah
Halleluyah
We give glory in
The meaning of worship
Taken to the alter of style
Rituals for your fire
Like a lotus in a bell jar
Rituals for your fire
And if there was
A territory
For my
to lock down Kings
And the thugs on the street just love to say, "It's all foul."
Watch the honeys check your style
Worthless, when they worship, what
to lock down Kings
And the thugs on the street just love to say, "It's all foul."
Watch the honeys check your style
Worthless, when they worship, what
Big names and big styles
I'm watching who I worship
No blue check got no title
It's all happy it's all fine though
All good vibes, come stay a while
I'm
and in reality you're clones of me
(Y'all can't wait for my album to come out to steal something new)
You should bow to the master!
(Worship me,
pose nuh
Pretty on both sides
Show them yo photo
Full up a style
Thing them know yuh
The whole A dem owe yuh
Walk out model pose nuh
Pretty ina real
snatching up them titles, they worship us like idols cause my Vinyl's hit that viral
Passing out like flyers, we in the groove like stylers, my styles not
Ah
Yeah
Goddess, goddess, bitches act like goddess
I don't worship, I don't wanna sacrifice my future
Double cup I party, lose her hypnosis
Acting
proud and the fans go worship
Know that you a real one know that you earned it
Always had to build up look what you turned in
Bask in your killings after
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