Lyrics:
to cancun
Spending money by the peso
Drinking by the case load
Bring that fuego to Mexico (church)
Azealia flow farmer boy cause I reap and sow
Party boy when
get up
Run down, drive by, flock him and split up
They see them sheisties and they got to duckin'
Thought it was sweet, he ain't think we'd touch him
Yo uncle Law drop a jewel on me
Alright
By his grace and mercy from my lips
To the one true living Most High's ears
We already millionaires
We
Vision 20/20 and I see my world in 3D
Been prayed on by saints, like glory hallelujah
Hand out L's they set in stone, like Medusa
I rise and grind like
tell ‘em the monsters alive
Now tell ‘em the king has arrived
Please ‘em that they gotta listen, ‘cause I got some poetry written by Gods
This that go
Matthew 26:34 we get the message like Peter and keep on deny Jesus Christ more by more Matthew 26: 75 Peter denied Jesus three times and when the cock crow
hallelujah
So what is a child but a grown-up less broken not yet forsaken by
If only's and schemes
So instead of goodnight dear whisper only it's alright
Meet me at the club
Meet me at the club
Hi Velvet, this is Taniqua
My, time sure does fly
Not a day goes by where I don't think about you
I
it away
Being home for Christmas
Being home for Christmas
On the eve of that day
My brothers and I would run wild
Lit by the candles
HOLY HOLLY HOLIDAY HULA
Music & Lyrics by Robert Hicks ©2022
I know that you're distressed about the blizzards way out west
But you can leave them
God, for true and just are his judgments
He has condemned the great prostitute who corrupted the earth by her adulteries
Hallelujah! The smoke from her
And when I spoke to father's ghost
He said he died by parcel post
So, hallelujah, here I come
See you at Easter, mum
I'm going to heaven, baby
in the field most of time
Lordette of the ghetto, they must have a shrine
Hallelujah, what it do? Yeah
If you want it gotta bust a move, yeah
If
comes after Hallelujah
She said
I'll feed you in the morning, eggs on rye bread
But you're sleeping on the floor
Don't come to my bed
It's too soon
Who here among us has not been broken
Who here among us is without guilt or pain
So oft' abandoned by our transgressions
If such a thing as grace
I curtsey to doctor and nurse
I wave outside to the waiting hearse
Cooee!
And when I spoke to father's ghost
He said he died by parcel post
So,
and Tom like to make Colin Laugh by shouting "stick of Brie"...)
When she moves you know
She puts a hurt on me
Well I might get better
Ah, but I won't get
Who here among us has not been broken
Who here among us is without guilt or pain
So oft' abandoned by our transgressions
If such a thing as grace
Oh me oh my oh you
Whatever shall I do?
Hallelujah,
The question is peculiar
I'd give a lot of dough
If only I could know
The answer to my question
the hard of hearing
Subliminals
Criminals
Phoney businessmen in thick-rimmed glasses
Bad comedians
Laughing bags aping the Hallelujah Chorus
hallelujah.
Brother there's reckonin' a comin' in the mornin'
Better get you ready I'm givin you the warnin'
Ev'rybody's gonna have a wonderful time up
Annie Forever
You said you'd like to meet the author
Who had written it this way
Unsettled by your Hallelujahs
And wet through with the rain
I felt
the valleys
The flow between moutains.
The birds of the air dwell
by the waters,
Lifting their voices in song-
Singing glory, glory!
Glory to the Lamb!
All
you disrespected the mic
Then they disrespect your grill
The era was truly gone
But it's 'bout to be resurrected by the
Cauze, Kamach' and big Louie
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