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a scar on your image (bitch)
The longer the story, the shorter your sentence
Most of these niggas gon' do that
Go put a hole in this 2X (boom, boom)
I

Still I Rise

2Pac

Still I Rise

1999

a piece of ass
Look how it began, nobody gave a fuck about me
Pistol in my hand, this cruel world can do without me
How can I survive?
Got me askin'

claimed the victory
There at Calvary
Our sin and shame
Those shackles and chains
They have no hold on me
Jesus set us free
Our life in you
Redeemed

An understatement to say that I was frightened
ohhh...
We drown
In the Depths of our own mind
Held down
By scars etched in with time
We drown
In the darkest parts

Jesus is here so we lift our hands in Your presence
Hail to the King majesty
We come as we are knowing You'll accept all our feelings
Made perfect by

Beautiful, so beautiful
So here I bow to lift You high
Jesus be glorified
In all things, for all my life
I am Yours, forever Yours
There is a King who bore

Ek rus in die holte van U hand
My oë op U gerig
Sagkuns beweeg U oë na my
En ek hoor weer U belofte

Vader, Seun en Heil'ge Gees
Elke knie sal buig

In pain ended the Age of the Concrete

Their pride by storms dissolved

In the early forge world remolded

Time will erase all the scars from

and pray
Jesus still walks, we marchin' in a parade
Black and white holding hands
While letting that thing blaze
Pistol on my waist, I can feel a police

of faith
Cant knock me down
Man of faith
I stand my ground
Man of faith
Jesus

You live for me
I die for you
The only son
He ever knew

Times at hand

strength in My soul the race is not for the swift Will ever see I Bold
Church girl inna a Jesus army me Power  pack so dem caan harm me Backitive strong Nuff

this entire swarm of nothing
infect a breed of insects
to plague all of man
knife in hand... lambs await
the wolf in sheep's clothing
bound in primitive

your tears
Know you're not alone
I’ll reach out my hand to you
And keep you safe and warm



I'll heal the scars inside your heart
I'm here, right by

Everything is held together by Your hand 
Powerful it is all in Your command 
All the earth bows down before You 
And every tribe and nation will

him in Yucatan
How his sister died in Juarez, by the trafficantes' hands
He said I can see why some folks want those barriers 'round their land
But it's

shooting stars

I wish I could fly
Throughout the skies
With you taking my hand
But you're just in my memory
We could try
To live side by side
We're a memory

There's Sand in my Sandals and Rocks in my Pocket

I weep into my Hands, sleep in an abandoned Cockpit

Ask about the Past, I'll probably change

Jesus, Jesus, Jesus
In the beginning, You were there
And you saw the world being created
Without You nothing was made
Everything was made by You
You

been hiding all your deepest wounds and scars
For how long have you been suffering all alone behind these bars
There's hope in the hurting, there's hope

Grace for Saints and Ramblers

Iron & Wine

Ghost on Ghost

2013

other rubbing ghost on ghost
There were jonesed-up punks and Jesus freaks
Weaving in and out of trouble wrapping round and round a leash
There were

Melody in silence makes her way
Focusing her thoughts on the rain
The buses pass on by taking people back home
See the lines on the sidewalk match

Jesus, You take the old in me
And make me brand new

In Your likeness, You make me new
Transform my mind and make me new
Day by day, You make me new
As I

Oh my Saviour
Liberator, Morning Star
The cross is centre
The old life ended in Your scars

My religion demanded that I spill my blood
But You came

Hands no longer grasp
The dreams I'm holding shatter when they land
Gravel in my bones grind down my spine
Power and control no longer mine
When I