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your name)
Glory to you (glory to you)
I will, we will bless Your holy name
Hallelujah
Thank you Jesus
I will, I will bless the Lord at all times
Yeah, it's illmatic (yeah)
It's illmatic (yeah)
It's illmatic, huh
(Huh, check it)
(One time for your mind, one time)
Yeah, whatever
(One
And she'd wait up for him again tonight
Then one cold and rainy morn all the tires were badly worn
But still he screeched off just as fast this time
way
If you ever come by here, for Jane or for me
Well, your enemy is sleeping, and his woman is free
Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took
Sabyn, it’s Jeff, hit me back!
The immaculate ones
DP, SM , JD,
Its the remix baby
Stumble outta bed and I tumble to the whip
Hop in and drive for
of you left
So I just want to thank you
For losing your mind
Yeah you burned just like joan of arc
Purified by the flames
You re alive! you re alive!
Now
your b*tch Big Meat
She givin' one blood, one love, on dubs
140 thousand the first week uhhhhh
[Hook: The Game]
Remix, remix, remix, remix
Remix, remix
And double-sachet (?) ham
Swing to the left, and test that stuffin'
And swing to the right, a Huckleberry muffin
Time for your partner to reach across
you call on me
Apparently, you believe in me, you believe in me
Apparently, you believe in me and I thank you for it
Another day another rhyme ho
woah
I'm protected by the hood gangstas (yeah, all my gangstas)
I thank God that I'm still here
In face of all the bull-ish
Maybe lessons from
Thank you Mister Railroad Man, I wanna watch your train roll by.
Standing on the platform, smoking a big cigar,
Waitin' for some old freight train
was a white Gazelle
On horse back riding free
Searching in the darkness for a piece of me
I used to be a queen you know
In a island by the sea
Just wondering about you some
If you ain't got time
To return this call
I understand
That you're busy and all
But thanks for the memories
When
God surely answered by prayer
You know God surely answered my prayer
You know God surely answered my prayer
God always will answer your prayers
You're sure by actin' shady, but your checks are gettin' slim
Come at me all crazy, you won't live to spit again
The prodigy, no toppin' me, been' rappin'
Thinking back now
I suppose you were just stating your views
What was it all for
For the weather, or the Battle of Agincourt
And the times that
boomin', thank God for leg room
It's a trophy in that pussy, I'ma cum in first place
I'ma cum in first place, cum in, cum in first place
I'm your
neat,
That I thank the LORD for sending you my way,
Some day you'll know the way I feel deep down within your heart,
To be with you when shadows
GENIE:
It's a big, bright, beautiful future
Thank your lucky stars you're alive!
Ya got someone special to talk to
A friend that you can trust for
Year
Thank you
Tiny would you like to sing us a little song?
Ah, I'd love to here's a song I
Did in 1966 in front of
Miss Jill for the first time and
I
guess sometimes that the end is better
'Cause love turns to loss as the time goes by
You don't know your own name but you know mine
Billy stay
Thinking back now
I suppose you were just stating your views
What was it all for
For the weather, or the Battle of Agincourt
And the times that
My skull, it is my cathedral
Where this matrimort takes place
When I was a girl, she sang for me
In falsetto, lullabies with sincerity
I thank
bitin' ass
Neck, ears, hands, legs, eatin' ass
Your pussy's too good, I need to crash
Your titties, let 'em out, free at last
Thank God almighty, they
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