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album, God
They feel chills right now, God
They're gonna feel your presence right now, God
You're coming onto them
Wherever they are at
In the streets
In

HER EVERYTHING…
By Jon Anderson and John Piotraschke
 

La la la la la la la – la la la la la – la la la la la la la – la la la la la la la

Out

The Best Christmas of All
John Cirillo (ASCAP)/Tamara Laurel McGucking (BMI)

One Christmas ago well I was all by myself
Just like that old Saint

Leaving Me Lonely 
Denny Martin (SESAC)/John Cirillo (ASCAP)

You left me, in a pool of tears
Drowning in sorrow wanting you near 
One more moonlit

selling dope and eating lemon pepper wings
My life been crazy as fuck and idk what it means
But I'm gone
TOO RAW THE ALBUM
AUGUST 23rd

told me not to cry when you were gone
But the feeling's overwhelming, it's much too strong

Can I lay by your side?
Next to you, you
And make sure you're

but it's a pity you're gone
Niggas ain't know mine, cuz they know it, and I'ma do it big
That's why the Techa Nina never ever got a problem getting

Fuck your mixtape, that shit's not (fire)
Fuck your album, that shit's not (fire)
Every time, you hear Chip drops (fire)
Touch the mic and ignite that

we speak 
Double H, and we rather be broke and faithful 
Holding to hope as the world turns disgraceful 
Spiritual war but we're surrounded by angels

where he could get
c shelter and a feast

Many years gone by
cnd john managed to survive
On that day he realized 
HE REcLIZED

	THcT he was born to live

wasn't that smart
but I can't say I'm sorry
that you stole my heart

I'd just gone through
a bad love affair
my heart was in shambles
in need of repair
you

diggin' me?
Nate was surprised by the ability of the Lord's eyes and replied
"Rabbi, you're the King of these Israelis and the Son of the most High!
So

This is the last groove on the album
We're gonna bring everybody in
One at a time, like a conga line at a cheesy discothèque

The girls are gonna

The Grand Finale

The D.O.C.

Concrete Roots

1994

This is your album, so that means you definitely got to get funky, so run it

[The D.O.C.]
Swinging, singing a brand new rap
On a rhythm concocted by

I'm caught in the night
By these passing headlights
They're shining their brights
It looks like eyes in the night
The city's overrun
Nobody's having

each and every moment day by day
your crazy visions will never fade away

now you´re gone but in our heart you´re still alive
we hear your voice -

and lit
cll cause he tried to sell a tape by sucking marshalls dick
Binge, gobbling, you're not in the top ten thousand artists
Even if you started bobbing

his chair
Telling stories of gone times
All the children are there
Pam pours him a whiskey
And plays with John Ross
In upcoming seasons
John Ross will

Trap out a ounce no Capone
Maybe that's wrong
But baby need feed
An I gotta eat so we gone
Movin my zone


Buy you some time
I charge by the hour
Buy you

the church of Saint John
And Reverend Paul
Many days
The music's up and left here
On a train that's headed
South of New Orleans
Waves of grey
And they're

gone
Janos and John got ugly ass moms
But I'll still fuck Em both by the end of the song
They both got experience I won't last long
Let the whole block

When things Seem So Wrong
By John Klass

When you're in doubt

Trying to keep all fears out

The tears you hide

You'll only cry inside

*Things

Sat in the boozer, friends by our side
We have it all in the Summertime
We won't be losers, we won't be denied
We have it all in the Summertime
John

or a masterpiece
Sample chopped by Fresh, he threw the pass to me
With slaps hard enough to get us banned from an academy
Keep my wife's name out you're fucking