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What's his name, I'm over here crying out to you
Lord almighty making my heart come through Knowing that I'll be sticking by your side
Cause you

Failing my father’s honor but it won't be in vain
So what am I willing to give to gain glory
Like the ones who came before me
I'll do what's mandatory

Penning a story that never could end
I almost forgot
Whole life been in the faith
Raised church of Christ
It was black and white
But as I changed
My view

speak to warn you once then it's followed by aggression
I don't take disrespect I'm a throw hands first
Remember who Jah bless I say no man curse
And mi

much later this hour
Been a few years so say less i'm out yo
Stop by the grave and pick up some flowers
Check my reflection in the puddle, wow
All I

revelation 
You just see in black and white 
Like the pharisees 
Pointing fingers at Christ 
Claiming that he’s breaking laws  
When he was doing it right 
See

that’s by me
I hate em cuz they grimey but really they just like me

God am I grimey?
He said when you turned away from me and let the world turn your

will run for flight 
My shoe will not be shy 
For my face must show for Christ

My firewood must catch fire 
My fire wood must catch fire 

My big dream

hunger for that cheddar dough, give me more
I'll do a show

Top gun, I be the right one, that's all you need to know
Truth be to Christ, young nigga

Dyskenisia
I'm left with Amnesia

Jesus Christ is eternal life
I make death metal so I am alright
I quite like the bush at night
I could stay till I see

the play, like a quarter back
Read his word, and see the signs, its not a zodiac
If Christ be my Shepherd's Im his sheep, Ill never lack
all my worries,

schemes
You can lick your screen
I can make you scream
I'm Not your set so don't get upset
When the beat drops you can get obsessed
Proud of me, I came by

(hard)
Yes there were ups but mo downs we ran into, its hard to walk when you are crippled,
(we hurting) 
These may sound like they’re excuses, but they’re

their own decrease
By their deeds, spiritual thieves claiming ownership
Of something not theirs, will not be able to control the spirit that lies in there

a bride
Sent his Holy Spirit back to comfort and to guide
And now he's made a place for her and he wants her by his side
So like a thief he's coming soon

tradition, Jamaicans it ain't a rarity
To worship and praise Jesus Christ, ever sincerely
Or maybe that was just her own version to go to therapy
Everyday I'm

Di Magu-ol
By: Beyond Rhapsody
Composer (s) / Author (s):
Rhapsody P. Cabahug
Mary Christ Cayhao Apuado
Francisco M. Apuado
Ray Casquejo Bacus

Your signature is on the wrinkles of my hand
Tender grooves canalled by your blood assures me I am yours
You gently stretch my fingers as far as you

stand on business

On Jesus Christ, on Joseph, on VD
Illy  talkin' bout the same shit as me on God
Made up some shit, it was too easy, didn't give credit

Smothered ashen skies

You are not the chosen ones
Nor the standard
By which all life must abide
Or cease to be for christ

With worn-out knees
You insist

That he was given He can see now he got vision
Now he's screaming. Christ is risen
Once had all his secrets hidden
Now he's living in the light
He was

love song
A fairytale my night and shining armor
Love drunk in the spirit, in your presence I am yielded
Like King David, God I'm after your heart
Wanna

saved
Let's talk about Christ
If we can't then ama dip yeah
Let's talk about Jesus yeah
If we can't then ama leave her
I don't even wanna go outside

and Jesus Christ Himself
Put them on an island and by just day 2 or 3
They would have had enough of one another's company
Baby, I love you
But I just can't