Lyrics:
and a brute
I wonder if you're dumb and blind
That you don't turn your back on him
If you don't leave him straight away
Your future will be sad and grim
Open up
they deleted his music then your music is going too, a hypocrite
I don't understand why these people praise you
Soundin' like you send him commissary
don't do it for them
If they think it's a sin, they don't know where I been
Man I'll dance even more, just watch me really go in, man Imma praise Him
just let it pile
Julio, I miss you, just hit me when you get out
Free throw, shout to Kyrie, right on assignment, could get him now
I don't want
land
My hearts a blazing flame
Come on lift him up lift him up lift him up in this place
Hallelujah hallelujah
Jesus I was made to praise you God
So
time to go
I pray the Lord hold me (You can be touched)
I was born in the city that never sleeps
Schooled by the realest of the real n****s
That
Life changes
Feelings go
I don't know if you're my ride or die
I don't know if you're my ride or die
Live your life
Imma live my life
Yeah
I don't
time to go
I pray the Lord hold me (You can be touched)
I was born in the city that never sleeps
Schooled by the realest of the real niggas
That
Every time i leave you i'm broken
I hope that you know it
Bet you don't
Gimme a call so you know that i'm fine
When i'm flying down these dark roads
Praise, Thanksgiving and Worship
Trust that You won't go back once You drink from the cup of the Spirit
Even if it's just a sip. Worship
In the name of the father
And of the son and holy spirit (Rule The Game)
Eyo Nat
Wherever you are now raise up your voice and praise Him
Their is
feelings
He followed His Father
He is the Gospel
He is that doctor
His Spirit is drawing you from within
Lift ya hands in worship
Your freedom is in Him
Free
that Jesus was heaven sent
They lifestyle reflects they worship themselves instead of Him
They don't acknowledge the Christ, if they did
They wouldn't
merciful, forgive even the hardest thugs
Life as we know it, it all begins with Him
Life as we know it, it all ends with Him
If I was you I would never
the war on drugs
'cuz drugs are like a big ol' can of raid
And you're all little bugs
And don't tell me
To not get high
'cuz I'm as low as I can get
Without
like this, hit it)
Throw away them jams cause you don't need em any more
Cause this hip-hop hit is gonna keep you on the floor
If you dance everyday
I got saved by The Holy One
If you looking for a way man there's only one
Praise to The Holy One
Spirit burning it's The Holy One
All hail king Jesus
it's gonna come for you)
Dead souls, nigga, this for Wally, Eazy C's Uncle Charlie
Little boo, but God's got him and I'm gonna miss everybody
I done
you miss, you're still amongst the stars, yeah
Your dreams don't scare you, you ain't dreamin' big enough, baby
Yeah, shine your light on me
Let's go
and talk
Yeah, this real shit you
Just gotta' feel him
I ain't hangin' round if you ain't
Down to kill a nigga
I'm on check that boy whеn I pistol-whip him
find new strength
Don't stop to give him praise
God lets you fly like eagles
With powerful wings
And if you can't hold this pressure
He will be there
appreciate him
Than to praise Jehovah
1). If I should prepare a delicacy for my God
That I'm grateful, at all he won't eat
If I have ten thousand tongues
Thats why i praise him
In the image of the son
When you looking for Him,
I pray that He's found
When that happened to me,
I fell face down to the ground
What's in the water gotcha actin' like this
Ain't a day go by, that I don't try
To thank the Lord up above
And if you wonder why I'm lovin' life
Come
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