Lyrics:
what man they can't front
Even in a slump I rhyme better
Define pleasure for chumps
When I grunt n**** my s*** bump like the second trimester
Don't
Ear some thing real, what the games been missing
Before I could talk, I was christen
Not my decision, How I was risen
What I was given, Guided my
Ear some thing real, what the games been missing
Before I could talk, I was christen
Not my decision, How I was risen
What I was given, Guided my
version of his old whip.
During the flight, he could see other beasts carrying other voyagers, all protected by the same structures. Out of the solar
Hearing by the noise
Singing by the voice
Seeing by the sight
Lightness by the light
Righteousness by right
Power by control
Will by young and old
Mary Had A Little Lamb
One Holy Morning
Neath The Star Of Bethlehem
A Brand New Day Was Forming
Guided By The Shining Light
And The Angel's
to achieve my goals.
I am open to the wisdom within me.
I can manifest my vision.
I am open to new ideas and new possibilities.
I am guided by a higher
of love
How can I lose my sense of time if I'm guided by my pride
Even when I stop the lies my heart remains confined
Please let me lose my sense of time
Calling to me
Old man, passing by
Tell me what you sing
Though your voice be faint
I am listening
Voices in the sky
Children with a skipping rope
Calling to me
Old man, passing by
Tell me what you sing
Though your voice be faint
I am listening
Voices in the sky
Children with a skipping rope
though, I won by a wooden head
And then one day we entered a pirate's cove
Beneath a bush on the alley side
Old Biff had a sword and a paper hat
from the moment in time when we met for that embrace
Guided by the memory of truest romance & the tear upon my face
Her Voice Remains & that is all I
As I awaken from the night to see the most beautiful thing unfold before my eyes
A brand new day Old things have past away
And now the sun seems
feet gain no ground
I must take some measure
To pursue my treasure
Guided by confusion
My compass through the storm
But if I call her sister
thats high?
Ships are a weapon or not your choice
Shout out your lungs to defend your voice
I see all this 2Nu shit its all old moist
How can it change
Guided by an uncle always wanted what was best for me
Now I'm walking in the light and thanking those that guided me
Rose up from the dark I'm standing
Praises, I give my praises to you, Lord
In the morning light, I lift my voice up high
The grateful heart, I sing my praises to you
You're the source
I been guided to the path now im strolling
If we aint sliding on the opps then we rolling
4th quarter clutch time we aint choking
Alhamdullah praise
beheld before
"Where are you my father
Give wisdom to your son"
("Then he could go no further
Now lost, The boy was guided by the sun")
And as his
the sea
Blossoming under sun and rain
All the worry now seems vain
Though I'll always feel ashamed
I'm just waiting for the end
I'll be guided by the shape
tormented by this beast of a man
Many years had passed but the goal did not change
Guided by the flame in hearts to find him again
One fateful night,
Once I was seven years old my momma told me
Go make yourself some friends or you'll be lonely
Once I was seven years old
It was a big big world,
Calling to me
Old man, passing by
Tell me what you sing
Though your voice be faint
I am listening
Voices in the sky
Children with a skipping rope
a philostopher 'n see what he says!
Greggery stops at a gas station
And makes a mysterious phone
Is this the old loft
With the paint peelin' off it
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