Lyrics:
it's bringing me down
It's proving my doubts and I don't see anything changing
Tell me I'm wrong, say that we're strong
And lie to yourself,
die
I heard you call me from over the sea
I heard you call bringing me to this place
Once meek and on a perilous path
Now guided every step
be deadly
And you better believe I'm bringing all hell with me
Smashing out of nowhere bringing you pain
Striking like lighting nothing remains
Screaming like a banshee out of the sky
It's never gonna stop
enough
They are fixated on bringing down my name
The grudges that you hold have no effect on me
Under pressure, out of options
And I'm up against
feel You all around
When I see the sky lookin' like rain
You take the clouds and push them all away
Bringing me a brighter day
'Cause You are my
I had a hard time waking this morning
I got a lotta things on my mind
Like those friends of yours, they keep bringing me down
Just hangin' round
and has never been
Bloodlust surrounding
Bloodlust within
The flesh and the flowers
Of death bringing glory to cowards
These are the tyrants
nothing around,
That’s only bringing me down,
My life belongs to me now,
And I ain’t gon' waste it
I need that good love,
That makes my heart stop,
Halleluja, it's the Trooper
Welcome you to OLEX Radio
Bringing you the OL Street from 64
We got the Funkadelic Sound and we take you back
From
Oh, you're bringing me down to my knees
First I'm your predator then I'm the prey
Give me your love and then take it away
And from there you're
want the bill to give the pills
You're bringing out the worst of me, now I kill
I try to put my thoughts aside
To not turn into Mister Hyde
But
marchin'
Bringing hope to the homeless, the widows, and the orphans
I'm prayin' for revival, tell James to bring his organ
A silver tongue, gold pockets
an animal
Here we go (Alabama's own buddy)
Promenade (And I'm in a zone now)
Everybody (Bringing them home baby)
To the stage, Slick Ricky Bobby in
I had a hard time waking this morning
I got a lotta things on my mind
Like those friends of yours, they keep bringing me down
Just hangin' round
The harmony of gluttony and lust
The knife in the safe room
Without the business of death bringing glory what's left
A celebration of blood
My arrow is
want to say)
Thank you lord, for keeping me (I want to say thank you)
Thank you Lord, for bringing me through (I've got to say)
And I thank you for
Uh!
Yeah!
Oh!
Come on!
R.I.P. blood is all I see
I'm bringing death to these motherfuckers
All I need is the Good Book, ain't going on my
him
There’s no bringing him back, fucking buried and dead
But you can’t let go of that hero’s death
You’ve been left with, left with this debt
You can feel us for days
If your soul is in need of a
Hip Hop Praise
Bringing the message
At the speed of sound
So, Mr. Talkbox, lift us off
on the ward
You're in my heart with love forever more
I thank you now for saving my girl
And bringing her back to her own little world
Oh Rosie, we thank
number
And baby I'll bring Texas to you
Whoa
Baby bringing Texas to you
Whenever, whenever you want me to
Oh baby I'll bring it to you
Baby I'm
Jump back
You're hooking up, but it's bringing you down
It's like you're on
What? A merry-go round
You're making less of what oughta be more
I
When I realize the life You gave, bringing me to light, like the scales have finally dropped off from my eyes.
You restored my sight.
Now I can find.
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