Lyrics:
name, no reattaching to me
In the name of Jesus
I declare and decree,
By His power I'm set free
Only by His blood and my faith in the King
In the name
With my hands of faith
You gave me the crown
You gave me the crown
You gave me the crown
Its falling from my head
Blood running down my lips
Its
not a dream
I take a bow
Hands of fate
You gave me the crown
You gave me the crown
You gave me the crown
I take a bow
With my hands of faith
You gave me
murder to my county
I've seen bodies I've seen bounties
I fear death I hate when browsers tell me to be grounded
Life dealt the hand
But it's only spades
Where my Soldiers at
All my Soldiers stand up we ready
All my Soldiers hands up they heavy
We repping Puna, Puna, Puna
We repping Puna, Puna, Puna
This
Where my Soldiers at
All my Soldiers stand up we ready
All my Soldiers hands up they heavy
We repping Puna, Puna, Puna
We repping Puna, Puna, Puna
This
Where my Soldiers at
All my Soldiers stand up we ready
All my Soldiers hands up they heavy
We repping Puna, Puna, Puna
We repping Puna, Puna, Puna
This
hand
To stop em' that a man to stand up even add a camera
They won't be James Holmes, and they won't be Adam Lanza
A John Malvo, I'll flow loud for my
hands ooh lord my father
Carry the blood of Calvary come help me
carry the blood of Calvary come save me
Make the powers of my father house knows that
up
I'm a drag addict
I won't be able to fear your fears
You'll probably stop when blood Interferes
With blue threads from the liver
With hands washed
will mix with sand
It was foretold, I will die by thy hand
Into Hades my soul descends
Vi. Death Hector's Reward
Cowards in the grip of fear, no valor
no one could never hallow.
Captured by the artist's hand, in shades of eerie hue,
They dwell in silence, deceiving the greatest virtue.
Each stroke
we heal it
We're driftin' apart, driftin' apart
You used to be my grind when pain walk by side hold my hand when in the dark you had a spark
Fool me
Dat he lied down his hammer an' he cried
Lawd, Lawd, dat he lied down his hammer an' he cried
John Henry started out on de right hand
De steam
the rich and the blood's on our hands
We fight and scream debate for hours while they all sit back and watch from the towers Race doesn't matter if you're
the cemetery dirt under me
From dust till dawn, when the sun be shining
You'll see my hand come from underground
Cause I'm climbing
(Chorus)
I'm climbing, I'm
A moment of chance
Buried in black
Ink the pages
With my blood
I'll then tie
My hands of vengeance
Revelation
A glimpse
Of this awful
Stand up
We shall not be moved
Except by a child with no socks and shoes
If you've got more to give than you've got to prove
Put your hands up
Hands Up, Hands Down
Hands Up, Hands Down
Heads Up, Hands Down
Y'all don't really hear me when I talk like this
Got me feelin crazy when I clench my
by the straps, ya got ta kick her, fuck it!
That's how it go when ya dealin with a pro-per
Got my hand on the mic and I'm about to let it flow
by the straps, ya got ta kick her, fuck it!
That's how it go when ya dealin' with a pro-per
Got my hand on the mic and I'm about to let it flow
You die by my hand
Drown Drown Drown Drown
the Only reason why I'm winning
Only reason why I'm getting cash by the minute
Aks somebody in here
Got my blue flag down
And my deuce up now
Like I'm eying
I done ran out of Pac-Men
Really need a crown on my head like a Catholic
Never been a bitch and I don't plan on startin'
Blood gang, beat a beat
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