Lyrics:
Lord, we celebrate Ya
Out of bondage and we are saved
Not by works, we're free by your grace
Yes, you are the great liberator
And for this Lord, we
you don't even read the Bible?
And wheDn the day of judgment comes you are dead on arrival
Hate to break it to you
Jesus doesn't know you by your man
with
If you scared, by dog, release the four by fours
I heard the fagot-ass Don died, and he shit in his drawers
On the streets, black; good like
time
You might be a finer lover than a liar
And you're no good friend of mine
If you look in the heart of a fool
You'll find her name written there
that you can be, be all that you can be
In hospitals and schools, airports, and banks and bars
Big ones on street corners, little ones driving by in
Did you get a good lawyer?
Hope you didn't catch a tan
Hope you find the right man who'll fix it for you
And are you shopping anywhere? (Oh, oh)
Those times I waited for you seem so long ago
I wanted you far too much to ever let you go
You know I never got by, "I feel it too"
And I guess I
We better check ourselves, look at how shit has been
Take a look where you live, this is America
And we are Americans
I make beaucoup bucks,
names
And freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
Good morning, America
How are you?
Say don't you know me? I'm
have no names
And freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
Good morning, America
How are you?
Say don't
have no names
And freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
Good morning, America
How are you?
Say don't
Don't ask me ask the money man
You boys are livin' in fantasy land
You signed the dotted line I'm takin' all I can
Your money's lookin' good in my
names
And freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles
Good morning, America
How are you?
Say don't you know me? I'm
of it this way you are an old man
Stop allowing your mind to be a slave
To be jerked about by selfish impulses
To kick against fate and the present
friend, be my friend
I want you as my friend
I know you’re alright and you gat me feeling so bright
Trust me there’s not many looking good like you
I’m
This is my flow of life
This is my way, Z style
I dont care bout who see me like jungle
Cause im made by the wild
See me good, all these bitches
O Lord, You are my shepherd
You lead me through it all
In pastures green, by living streams
I'll never be in want
Hallelujah
You are faithful
Anywhere you are is the sunniest spot
Life without you would have the crummiest plot
You got your eyes to the stars
But I met your eyes at the bar
My
You can see it in the movies and the paper and the TV news
Somebody's army is always on the move
There's gonna be a battle the lines have been drawn
up for good well I bet you never did
Cause a lotta armies are still rising larger than you've ever seen
Now the youths ain't really smiling guys are
Yeah, I like it when the girls
Stop by in the summer
Do you remember?
Do you remember
When we met, last summer?
New Kids On The Block
Had a bunch
try it
Oh what you gonna do about it?
Optzay, be a bad priest?
Ili primernij ononist?!
Be bad transvestattn? (Da yuta nigh!)
Or be a good
no
I just want you here by my side we good forever
(I will wait for)
(For for)
Forever in my heart
Remember the times we shared (shared)
Remember
on you back then
But look now they on me more
Used to link shots by the Corridor
Like what do you want me for
These bitches on me good
Can't wait
Until
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