Lyrics:
help I'm come
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God
He, to rescue
Why should I feel discouraged, why should the shadows come,
Why should my heart be lonely, and long for heaven and home,
When Jesus is my portion?
I'm in love with my space, dying alone
Staying at home, you cannot fix it with a call
She say I'm perfect, but I don't know
Brown Jesus, but I'm needing
Here comes winter trial
Wishing I could remember being a child
On my knees again
Begging for Jesus or maybe an okay friend
I have been betrayed
By
and night that He might send some kind of sign
And yeah I think I got my answer when you didn't answer
So don't come home tonight
I talk to Jesus, 'cause
rolling strong
Back to the home where we belong
Whey hey cracks yawn wide
Planks are whacked by the winds and tides
Canvas torn like Davy Jones'
Head
At the cross
You gave Your life
The devil lost
You died for me
At the cross
Jesus, You won the fight
You won the fight oh
You're by my side
You won the fight oh
town is frozen now
And I can't remember summer
It feels like spring may never come
There's a half full whiskey bottle
On the table by my bed
I'm watching Tech at Jones now,
When Texas comes to town we're throwing them horns down
(Chorus)
You got me feeling, yeah, you got me feeling,
Like
hate and vendetta
City wide known, I am not ya love jones
I’m gutta when it comes down to ratedrproz
On my mike jones still tip’n 4-4s
I pray and I see
might come
That we are worthy
Of such a love
To be called Yours
There is no other name
No other name
By which we're saved
There is no other name
No
do yo' thang
I mean, in them jeans
Yo shape is beautiful
And I'm "For you, by you"
Like FUBU
(B**** you know the name)
Whoo-wee Jesus
JoJo K-Ci
Another year has come and gone
And I'm still here holdin' on
To this riffle and a picture of my kids
Sayin' it's a holiday
Sure as him, don't
But I still feel Your love
It perseveres
It's growing, refusing to let me go
It chased me 'til
I realized it was my home
You're where I belong, Jesus
at three A.M.
They'd come on an' say "Friends, there's many a soul who needs us
"So send them letters an' cards ta Jesus
"That's J-E-S-you-S friends, in care
for? What you die for? Bounce!
I got some bitches that'll ride for me, die for me (Whomp!Whomp!)
Cornbread by the ki, the language when you call
hazardous
Seeds can't be saved by JESUS Of Nazareth
Sell my nigga weed, its halarious
They squeese at the cabbages, seeds in the carrage's (the kids)
I feel the jones, please come home
It's getting late
Can't eat enough, I just swallow them whole
And at the scene of every crime you leave
I'm
I feel the jones, please come home
It's getting late
Can't eat enough, I just swallow them whole
And at the scene of every crime you leave
I'm
come and go, hoes come and go, foes come and go
Friends come and go, my soldiers, stay eternal
Outlaw Immortalz, dedicated
I send this to black Jesus
more
Jesus has DONE IT ALL for me
Waiting for your best friend who never turned up when he said
Pacing by a fountain side while the horses of the rich
just a simple man
But when he talks to the Lord even a little child can understand
I was awful young and reckless the thought still comes to me
When
Take me away, in the arms of Jesus
And carry me through those pearly gates
Set me down by the feet of my Father
And pray that He will welcome me home
I'm Davy Jones's locker smith
Pickle lick she half way
Giving head like when a- just-
Just- just like GG Allin, eat my shit
You rodents talk alot of it
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