Lyrics:
of YOU
Burn the shame away
Refined by YOU, purified by YOU
Holy, Holy, Holy
Lord GOD almighty, early in the morning
Our song shall rise to thee
Holy
it
Holy Spirit hey
From me rise inna da morning, morning
Morning destiny calling, calling, calling
Light up the chalice, give thanks fi life
And me
the spirit
Feel it
Holy Spirit hey
From me rise inna da morning, morning, morning
Destiny calling, calling, calling
Light up the chalice, give thanks fi
weep over me
Let Your tears wash me clean
Majesty, be merciful with me
For my eyes have seen Holy
Hear my prayer at night
Let the morning find me
the evening
Best believe they coming for my dogs in the morning
And if I die by a slug, the death of a true thug
Tell me will my niggas mourn me? Getting
can see is a bunch of smoke flyin'
And I'm so high that I might die if I go by it
Let me outta this place, I'm outta place
I'm in outer space, I've
the war freaks die off, leavin' us alone
We'll raise our children, in the peaceful way we can
It's up to you and me brother to try and try again
So,
can see is a bunch of smoke flyin'
And I'm so high that I might die if I go by it
Let me outta this place, I'm outta place
I'm in outer space, I've
many men have tried
For only in this live oak can I die.
Can you hear her calling?
A voice singing on the breeze.
You can find me in the morning
In
late, got to be there by nine
Pin stripe suit, clean shirt and tie
Stops off at the corner shop to buy The Times
'Good morning, Smithers-Jones.'
got to be there by nine.
Pin stripe suit, clean shirt and tie,
Stops off at the corner shop, to buy The Times
'Good Morning Smithers-Jones'
'How's
Maybe some of them had hopes of seeing me again
Some even said that my judge Judge Gerald Culkin
Wouldn't play it by the book
Maybe let us off the hook
my back
Spend the early morning drinking coffee
Talkin' about when I'll be coming back
'Cause I don't let no man tie me down
And I'll never get
[Chorus]
In the game of life
The strong survive
We're on a one-way street
We gotta make it out alive
And never let 'em drag us down
In the game of life
the Devil’s trailing on the side
Oh baby since you left me, I may just up and die
Bury me by the big brown oak, when I’m dead and gone
Bury me by the big brown
Heaven feels so close when you're by my side
Kiss me like tonight
Tonight we're gonna die!
So good morning to the stars
Kiss the Sun goodbye when we come
some twenties
I nearly spent a dozen, she hate a nigga, that's cheap (ayy, ayy, ayy)
Let me know if you tryna have fun (have fun)
In the club, I got
The shutters are cracked and dry now,
And the roof lets the rain seep in;
The old four walls are ready to fall,
And the sign reads, "This House
the oak's vast and sheltering bough
Let's return to the place where our hearts lie now
You'll find me out by the barn where the mustard seeds fell
Where
mouth
They hot, like the jail cell in the south
Before my nigga Core bailed me out
To get by, just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
We do
world, ought to make the old one right.
I can see him in the morning, I can see him in the stars at night.
Take me out to the battlefield, let me
Oaks and willows sparkling in the light
Lead me through the morning glaze
I believe you, shining, you are allmight
I'm not stranger in this place
Words and music by Bob Hartman
Based on Psalm 104:4, Luke 3:6
When the weight of the world begins to show
When the flames of faith begin to die
about me
I woke up this morning and figured I'd call you
In case I'm not here tomorrow
I'm hoping that I can borrow a piece of mind
I'm behind
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