Lyrics:
usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two.
of my life
Jehovah
(With my hands lifted up
I declare you as my Lord)
You are the Lord of my life (Jehovah)
Jehovah (Jehovah)
Jehovah
(You are the Lord
out on the block
Up on the phone, talkin' about
(My skin is tan like the front of your hand)
(And my hair)
(well my hair's alright whatever way I want
Always Strong
Hahahahahahaha
Hahahahahahahaha
Alpha male and lioness
I'm not buyin' this
You'd think these two are scientists when they applyin' this
Come
hands up
On the floor I'm in awe when I call He answered
Wipe my eyes nose I was seeing with my eyes closed
Leaving the church to be the church but
enough grip on the club when I hit
the tree route, and my hands are stinging quite badly.
Champion: (Start Grunting)
Donald: The Champion is starting
The world is in my hands
Set a goal accomplish it
And stick it to the plan
Build from the ground up
And Place each grain of sand
Ya man had the baton
time for my brother
'Cause that's my brother
I'll go to war for my brother
I'll light up the block for my brother
Be wrong and strong for my brother
to hide
I'mma be there by side
Keep you warm at night
All right
Oh my
Baby I can be your friend
Hold it down till the end
When you need a helping hand
I'mma
Elizabeth
Lex Luger arms, four in the morning in the
Dark with the computer on
Waste of my time - my thoughts are patient
Replaced in my mind
Born to shine
like my names Tyler Durden
Cos you will end up the after life cant come back down the same
While i'm screaming to the crowds are you not entertained
my hands in praise
For You are worthy to be, worthy to be praised
Worthy to be praised
I lift a shout of praise
For You are worthy to be, worthy to be
I am finding rest
Rest for my soul
I am learning to be still
And know You are God
I am learning a lifestyle of hiddenness
Abiding in the One who hides
What's the plan when they are MAGA cappin' on a Sunday mornin'
Hands lifted, socials lookin' like they whole religion is they're politickin
And they
come forward
Me and my people are signed, sealed, delivered, incorporated
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You got to face it, we not
Promises found in the Scriptures
Yeah, I've been found by Him, no longer missing, YUH
Lift up your heads, O gates,
And be lifted up, ancient doors,
That
ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my
ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my
the man say
R-R-Rock stone was my pillow could not find place fi sleep
Pot dem empty we haffi find food fi eat
Everyday we terrorize by soldier
your hands up in the sky
And just wave it side to side
Like
Oh My God
I'll be doing What I Like
Put your hands up in the sky
And just wave it Side
kinda hoping we can stay together
I see you dressed up in white face covered in veil do I hear wedding bells?
My dogs throw on rice its the day your
of fact I'm kinda hoping we can stay together
[Chorus: x2]
I see you dressed up in white face covered in Vail do I hear wedding bells?
My dogs throw
red I advise y'all not to press
Yo bullshit's down the loo give that shit a rest
cnd I got my wings lifted like I left the nest
(Damn) Vodka in my jeans
beneath my wings
And when my glory passes you by
I'll cover you with my hand
And I will set you up high
On the hands of angels you'll be lift up
Risen up
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