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to the promised land
Welcome to the promised land
(Paradise lost)
Welcome to the promised land
Welcome welcome
Welcome to the promised land
Hung on to every word

lighted
The children, their eyes show excitement
Stockings hung on the wall
Empty but not for long

It's Christmas Tyme
Time to be merry
It's Christmas Tyme

the bits with this box of tricks
I'm 'hung like' a gloucester witch
'Defeat your local vandals' like the Gothics did
You can 'get battered and boxed' like

occasions
Tall light Caucasian
Im hung like a lynching
Got brain like Asian
Smoke till I'm wasted
Eyes red yes they're bleeding
Still an awkward kid
No I

There are millions of men writing songs the world will never hear 
Down in their basements surrounded by music gear 
Oh my daddy, he was one of those

Will you remember the night?
The moon hung low and bright
How nothing could touch us but the cold
Will, I remember your face
As your grip on your

Retreat
Old bird
To the cold where the river runs by
Your face reflecting through wrinkles
Rejoice
Loved one
You have braved Pangaea's divide

One night in my room a forest grew and grew and grew
Until the ceiling hung with vines and the walls became the world all around
Then the ocean

to roll the scroll, worthy is the Lamb
Calling legions of angels, this the holy clan

God's will is certain, all will be so picture perfect
Jesus hung

Simple Simon went for a walk
And lazy Susan just hung around
Nothing lost
Nothing found

As the day breaks
That's when we're jolly
Putting stickers

stumbled across
Couldn't watch us

It was a strange kind of fruit 
One that we'd never seen
And it was hung by it's neck to the top of the tree
And it wasn't

Cuz this music was made for thots. Gone n Make it drop pick it up n shake it up. cll of that nasty stuff. I
wanna see you back it up. That ass is

They ain't even believe in me, so I had to make 'em
I done came from hard times so you know that's what I made of
Tryna get my family out just like

Through the static, you said my name
Didn't feel the same

If I could have it just one more day
Hung up in a frame

You laid your body down by

called me
To tell me that it had to end...
Well I just hung up and never
Spoke your name again

I need to send a message
To the ones who
Have fallen by

It was hard to see the places I came from, the pain of the slaves hung invasions in Asia
They keep doing it major, they say don't let it phase you

I put on Trey Songz or let Levert do the work
I got girlies by the dozens, weed and perky keep’em buzzen
Some of them got infatuated, I wasn’t budging

In the early days
We knew where to go
Strangers came passing by
Tried to make us grow

Clearly we would never find
Equal spirits of mind
So we went

tossed
Worn down and overcome by the waves
Felt myself just slipping away
I had hung my head from fear and failure
But you
Just said
Calm seas don't make

story's real
But that's the way it goes
Niggas begging for attention, when did pimps turn into hoes?
When did who you are become defined by money, jewelry,

Step in the dirt hear the clank of spurs
City I'm in feel the shock in the nerves
My presence aware
Don't shit where I sit you won't dare
Health is

Jesus showed His love for us by the actions that He did
He hung upon the cross for us to save us all from sin
To give us all salvation He gave

play
But one thing that is promised
No more rain today

The plants mocked by the drought
Hung their heads
Like it's the end
Thank god the rain poured

for you to be hung
Vicariously
You live electric
Any method used
Just to give it all a rest
I, I have made it out
Straight through the clouds
Far beyond