Lyrics:
to sing
You're so good
You're so good
We give our praises to the King
You're so good
You're so good
To show the world your Majesty
Lord You mean so much
And understanding
Possessed by gods
Transferred to man in
A script of a book
A scripture that looks
Like a Biblical writing
Inviting a hook
Of a song sing along with
Everybody's salutin'!
Come and meet the queen and king,
It's the wedding of Mr. and Mrs. Swing!
Swing high, there's joy in sight,
Swing low, from left
fuckin' suck, man
Suck my dick, you fuckin' suck, man
I hope that your heart get hit by a semi-truck
Suck my dick, you fuckin' suck, man
I hop in your
in a crowd
Then I remember I'm not part of this world
I'm movin' higher each day
Upward mobility sounds mighty good to me
And I just can't wait to get
and praise the Lord
Before you left your room this morning did you think to pray said by a song writer
The family that prays together stays together therefore
fruit, get crops
Get land, get stores, kick doors, ensure
Your fam is good, plus the people next door
Some are tired by the times
Some inspired by
She make me feel so good
Better than I would by myself or if was with somebody else
You don't under stand she make the people say yeah, yeah
I can
shatters into smithereens
She shakes her head and
Looks at you and says, "ain't you good for anything"
And you say,
Every week has a weekend
By this
I am Adolfo Pirelli
Da king of da barbers, da barber of kings
E buon giorno, good day
I blow you a kiss!
And I, da so-famous Pirelli
I wish-a
Greetings, is like the first good mankind
On hurt hurt ever pray to is the sun, woh, deh, deh
Den di evil priest, come wid a god name atom
Atom
demand
Be first class, don't ever think second-hand
You're gonna be a star, a big star
In style, L.A. Style
(Get in style)
Say hi as you cruise by
Yo, I didn't do a thing
Didn't want to go out like my man Rodney King
Still got gaffled
Internal bleeding as the bullet starts to travel
Now I'm
the streets
Causing problems where I link
You gon run it by me
If you really want the beef
Ain't no talkin to king
Said it once I won't repeat
Cause I got
before zzzz already home
Spectator ain't me no watching tha throne
What you gone do when you get outta hell
Raise up city covered by nostalgias veils
we can ride
Richer than Solomen with you by my side
We'll be kings and queens in our own mind
We don't need no jet plane feel like we can fly
We
they die by the sword
We give our lives we sacrifice we will serve our lord
Good or evil choose your side
Angels, demons this battle will decide
We
he wanna shoot ya
f**k em they call us niggs I'm tryin to make a livin
Do some touchin, you know I'm pretty good with the bustin
Trustin nothin you can
Feel the good cold stinging blood
The smooth hissing snakes of rain
Once I had, a little game
I liked to crawl back into my brain
I think you know
I think I'm sophisticated 'cause I'm living my life
Like a good homo sapiens
But all around me everybody's multiplying and
They're walking round
the smoke, on this M-IC
(no, no) i go by Unknown, K-IN-G (KING)
Word around the town, I'm K-IN-G (KING)
K-in-g, k-in-g (king)
Word around the town, I'm K-IN-G
This song was written by our friend Keith Gattis
An amazing songwriter, singer and guitar slinger
We lost Keith way too soon
He wrote this song
LOVE FOR THE LAST TIME
by Carole King
Seems funny now to think of how I call you up
to talk about all the little things
that were in my mind
You
Selassie I leave em terrified, what me say
Boy you better put on the wings of de morning and fly
There is no escape from King Selassie I
Flying
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