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Every people hear by faith

Hallelujah

Jesus Lord of the harvest
We pray you'd send more workers
To sow into the fields
Jesus, Ruler of all peoples
Give

[Puff Daddy]
Oh shit (what's that man)
I don't know kid, I think it's a party going on
Oh it's the remix
Check it, yeah muthafuckas
What we about

Tin Angel

Bob Dylan

The Complete Album Collection, Vol. 1

2013

riding through the woods and took her by the hand"

The boss he lay back flat on his bed
He cursed the heat and he clutched his head
He pondered the future

born again

The Lord respects no person, we're equal when we die.
The rich man and the pauper in Heaven, live side by side,
And judgment shall reveal

away) Bombs away 

And it seems like, in the grand scheme of it all
The world's run by a few people and we never seen them at all
How do they exist if

Ay, Nicki
A we say tight nookie and stiff titty
Caribbean girls run it
Ayo, Skeng, true seh me peng (fully dunce)
Ratty Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang,

of the party, mm-hmm, that I almost cried, mm-mm
It's the life of the party, to think I could've almost died
Lord, help us

Hey, Miss Donda
You run into my

required, by the father and the son
Hell, If heaven was a sex cult god I can't wait to come

I've been feeling so goddamn blue, I'm just so sick and tired

Around the World With a Rubber Duck

C.W. McCall

C.W. McCall's Greatest Hits

1978

a hunnert-and-ten of 'em
I says, "Pig Pen, they just didn't have no faith
"They definitely gone ten-seven."
By the time we got into that Piccadilly Town,
'Bout half

me playboy I run it
Bought the black Yukon in
Houston, a microwave, a futon
She not white, uh uh, she Cuban
Karats on my fingers fuckin' R&B Singers

Issues

Meek Mill

Wins & Losses [Deluxe]

2017

for war we send the missiles (woah)

Hangin' by the rope like some dope (like some dope)
Pretty hoe, deep throat 'til she choke (ooh)
Pussy good,

of
Knights who will join me in
My court at Camelot
I must speak with your lord and master

What? Ridden on a horse?

Yes!

You're using coconuts!

Wwhat?

must abide by Him
And you must die for Him
So know your place
We'll keep you free from sin
We own your everything
Just be obedient
And know your place

real, Poor Righteous Teachers represent
'96 off the hook we're dropping this hit kid
Watch

Lord, how you be, that of G, peace God
Fuck frauds, get yours,

There You Are

Millie Jackson

The Moods of Millie Jackson: Her Best Ballads

2013

man that looks like him already been taken
Sho' can't trust nobody to tell you where to go these days 
Uh oh, hmm Lord, have mercy

There you are

Forgive me for the falling of faith
I know that I must patiently wait
While He's restoring me, He's restoring me
Piece by piece, piece by piece
He's

headline
Endless stories of crime
War torn community
Destroyed by disunity
Time to leave all that behind
To man is born true peace of mind

If we ever needed

During an earthquake, urine in your face
'Cause you're fake, ah, what the fuck? That hurt, wait
Ah, what the fuck? I just got struck by lightning

Tranquillo

Rick Ross

Drogas Light

2017

to smoke to myself
I just try to improve
Let my son hold my strap while I swim laps in the pool
Told my daughter the rules which we all must abide
Your

I take my time by getting by
Forgive me Lord if I get high
I must admit that life's just better with you
I'm on my way not looking back
The good

who's _Top Bill_
Well it's me, and yes, I am back by the Funke
Marley filled the House with Hits so you know The Lords are chunky
We stink, like pee-eww,

Changed it around
Took away all guilt and shame
And now I stand tall with a testimony
For by grace through faith we are saved.

CHORUS
Took away the guilt

wanted
Whisper to the wind, oh Lord, I wonder
How long, how long, long must we wait?
How long, how long, long must we pray?
Oh, the innocence of seven

Evil Deeds

Eminem

Encore

Lord, please forgive for what I do
For I know not what I've done

Father, please forgive me for I know not what I do
I just never had the chance