Lyrics:
Yo, so let's get the mic burned, open it up
Yes I, check it out
It's like, you listen to the musician
Umbilical mic, my syllable strikes ya vision
I
Well, I'm a jitterbug boy, by the shoe-shine
Resting on my laurels and my hardys too
Life of Riley on a swing shift, gears follow my drift
Once
Copycats ripped off my words
Copycats ripped off my songs
Copycats ripped off my melody
It doesn't matter what they say
It doesn't matter what
at the facts like stupid ass jokes
Or get lost in my own sauce
I check the source i challenge information
Trace it to the boss
Refuse to accept the truth
When it
They say "Drink and be merry,
Take the bull by the horns."
I keep seeing visions of you, a lily among thorns
Everything looks a little far away
mine
Surrounded by my angels and we all shine
Holy, holy, holy, holy key
And I'mma celebrate it for a long time
The drama couldn't break me, now it's
to the skies, before the co-shine
Holding on mine, we plottin' on a rise
Tenacious with the crime, my vision super lies
Savior in the skies, I'm reading through
We're born to move along
From the life source
Born to sing our song
From the life source
Conduce the higher realm
From the life source
Induce
of abandonment
Gave me a song that I'm cherishing
Deep in my heart
This is the treasure I keep
I am aligned with the source and I'm walking so free
I'm walking in
This is a song that was written by two people
You know one probably terribly well
And that's my, my mentor and my friend
Leonard Cohen
He wrote this
right by
Each one articulated in my mind
Joyful display should fill the clock
Before your daemons come at night
Nights & nights pass right by
These prime
fast. Their too slow. You got Him yelling bravo. My faith in you will not go. You are greater than a work of art made by Picasso.
On that day when I see
All that You have for me
When I see You face to face
There surrounded by Your grace
All my fears swept away
In the light
fast. Their too slow. You got Him yelling bravo. My faith in you will not go. You are greater than a work of art made by Picasso.
dusty beaten delta boys cutting heads
A black face carny showman scare a song to death
In my short life I've seen as much as most men need
Now I'm
a ride in Thailand. Sources said that it was because of a breakdown in communicating. Oh lord, the boat was towed into Thai waters by a German freighter
And understanding
Possessed by gods
Transferred to man in
A script of a book
A scripture that looks
Like a Biblical writing
Inviting a hook
Of a song sing along with
This is a little song of praise
A little pick me up if you might say
The source of all of my strength
Lies within my joy
Let all the living count
Jesus be the Centre
Be my Source be my Light
Jesus
Jesus be the Centre
Be my hope be my song
Jesus
Be the fire in my heart
Be the wind in these
gotta carry it home in my teeth for y'all, I will
There is a greater love
Greater than your paper cuts
Greater than the labor suckin' souls
Out
I walked in my greatcoat
Down through the days of the leaves.
No before after, yes after before
We were shining our light into the days of blooming
I walked in my greatcoat
Down through the days of the leaves.
No before after, yes after before
We were shining our light into the days of blooming
fear
For I am known and loved by Yahweh
Let my faith be stronger than my mind could ever know
Let my joy be greater than my heart could ever hold
Let my
fa-so-la-ti-da (don't you never say)
Don't blame me 'cause you washed up, lost your spot (my little girl's name in a song again)
Mama-say-mama-sa-ma-macosa
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