Lyrics:
my side
I'll ride my big truck with you by my side
Your voice is comforting
She has it all in my dreams
This is exciting
Money and a cup of coffee
This
you feel for me, will it say
That you will be by my side
To see me through
Until my life is through
Well, in my mind, we can conquer the world
In
rolls
I must have ham and grit's
And my woman does look good in her T-shirt
Standin' in the Georgia rain
And the new south, thank God
Is still the same
a question mark
Hangs above my head there in the dark
Can't see for the brightness
Is staring me blind
God bid this yesterday goodbye
Bring on the night
God on high
Here my pray
In my need
You have always been there
He is young
He's afraid
Let him rest
Heaven blessed
Bring him home
Bring him home
Nigga this is my cup, drink the cyanide up
Dope as fuck so I would really shoot a group of guys up
Deep thought, I'm often lost (Fuck it) put me next
"Oh my God"
That too is a form of worship her hips grind
Pestle and water, cinnamon and gloves
Whenever he pulls out, lost
Dear moon we blame you for
Wiped out, suckin' on the fumes of a long-gone flame
Can you leverage love? Can you process pain?
It grabs you by the night
My dreams are big
bitch, I can bitch 'cause I'm better than you
It's the way that I move, the things that I do oh
I entertain by picking brains
Sell my soul, by
these things shall be added unto you
What an awesome God we serve
It's about time
How will I use it
It's about time
Many times I've abused it
Is what I'm
your peace
Your faithfulness sings over me
And your love is the light of my soul
And I lift my eyes to you
Creator of the world
And I stand in
he's like my competition, I mean, right?
Nope, Paul Wall is dope and so is Bubba, so
B-b-b-but I don't compete with nobody
I just go hard, do
way
on to Niniva he went
preaching what God said
serving God by teaching
His word to all was spread
the king said God is love
give up your evil ways
there) with a load (he's there)
That's when Jesus is a comforter (to my soul)
Well you may scorn me turn your back on me
God's got his arms wrapped
God (Jesus the King of kings)
Worship (Worship Him)
Do it with the angels (Oh worship Him)
Consuming fire (Consuming fire)
(Sweet perfume)
(His awesome
ain't tryna be racist (on God)
I don't fuck with niggas, I'm racist, uh
Get my dick sucked by a soultaker, uh
I told her I just want the top
Your
seat
O be swift, my soul, to
Answer him be jubilant, my feet!
Our God is marching on
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory, hallelujah!
Glory, glory,
yourself
There's no one like you
Youuu-uuu-uu
Nobody like my God
Master you are the only reason
I live and have my being
Yahweh
Savior awesome in mighty in
of the steeple
By the Relief Office I saw my people
As they stood hungry, I stood there wondering if
[God blessed America for me.]
intoxicated by thee
She has the slow sensation that
He is levitating with she
Here I go when I don't know why
I spin so ceaselessly
'Til I lose my sense
you My grace shall deal",
Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with His heel,
Since God is marching on.
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory!
direction
No they can't take your soul away
Unless you let them
I swear there's
Natural Disasters
They happen everyday
But with you by my side
I know we can
a fool, still in your dreams
And when you're wrapped in your blame
Fullfil your own prophecy
No skin of my teeth
(Chorusx2):
The only good god is a dead god
is dangerous
Your love is, my love is (are you not entertained?)
Our love is
Who's not entertained by my pain?
Who ain't cash a check off my
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