Lyrics:
of Heaven and Maker of Earth
And in Jesus Christ His only begotten
Son, our Lord
He was conceived by the Holy Spirit
Born of the virgin Mary
He
The whole family
This our shit right here, this our new anthem man
Yo
Broke niggas everywhere
Man I die to see 'em all son I just don't care
My niggas
who that is? That's a superstar
Paula Abdul, say hi Paula
Oh yeah that's Paula Abdul?
Have you been drinkin' son?
Oh no I don't drink man, the only
by my hand
Then the world will know
The hoochie coochie man
But you know I'm him
Everybody knows I'm him
Oh you know I'm the hoochie coochie man
by my hand
Then the world will know
The hoochie coochie man
But you know I'm him
Everybody knows I'm him
Oh you know I'm the hoochie coochie man
(Yeah, man) (ay, ay, ay)
Reach into my pocket, then I grab a couple crumbled hunnids
We look like some crumbled hunnids
Blunted out, then fuzz is
who that is? That's a superstar
Paula Abdul, say hi Paula
Oh yeah that's Paula Abdul?
Have you been drinkin' son?
Oh no I don't drink man, the only
of the blues
I've loved in sunshine, I've loved in the rain
All of the women who know me call that loving man
I can't lose with the stuff I use
I'm the king
Without you woman by my side
Contemplating suicide, torn from all my pride
A man tells me, "Son, that ain't the way.
Gonna make a deal with you
canes
And a thousand other delights
And he often had dreams of tiny reindeer
And a jolly old man in a sleigh
Full of toys and presents and wonderful
I ride east every other Friday but if I had it my way
A day would not be wasted on this drive
And I want so bad to hold you
Son, there's things I
canes
And a thousand other delights
And he often had dreams of tiny reindeer
And a jolly old man in a sleigh
Full of toys and presents and wonderful
He was her man,she was his wife
And late one winter night,
He knelt by her
As she gave birth
But it wasn't his child,
It wasn't his child
Yet
the heaven-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Son of Righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings
Ris'n with healing in His wings
Mild He lays His glory by
Born
girls lead me by my hand,
And then the world will know the hoochie coochie man.
[Chorus]
On the seventh hour, on the seventh day,
On the seventh
healing in his wings
Mild he lays his glory by,
Born that man no more may die:
Born to raise the son of earth,
Born to give them second birth.
settin' his traps catchin' anything he can
Gotta make a livin' he's a Louisiana man gotta make a livin' he's a Louisiana man
Muskart hides hanging by
the heav'n-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Son of Righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings
Ris'n with healing in His wings
Mild He lays His glory by
Born
I believe in God the Father
Almighty Maker of Heaven and Maker of Earth
And in Jesus Christ His only begotten Son, our Lord
He was conceived by
healing in his wings
Mild he lays his glory by,
Born that man no more may die:
Born to raise the son of earth,
Born to give them second birth.
healing in his wings
Mild he lays his glory by,
Born that man no more may die:
Born to raise the son of earth,
Born to give them second birth.
Kross
Who the boss? Niggas get tossed to the side
And I'm the dark side of the Force
Of course it's the Method, Man from the Wu-Tang Clan
I be hectic,
How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore
And a Scotsman, dropped in the middle of a forgotten spot
In the Caribbean by providence impoverished
I was born and raised the only son of a lawyer
'Til I was approximately the age of four or perhaps five
I lost both my mother and my father
Killed in
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