Lyrics:
he dripped
Blue for baptism
God is my drip
Red and blue together
Makes purple
(Cuz U covered by da blood)
Powerful, Isn't it
We are kings
And the lord
(speaking in tongues)
There was a Man called JESUS
ANCIENT of days Son to a carpenter
HE was born in a manger yet HE grew to be the wise of men.
Later HE
the one's who don't let the kids live carefree
He's not living free
He's not living free
What I do is not for me
To make it I must concede
My anxiety is
one mans he still went head and told
Making sure to watch the niggas that are real close
Muffins y'all niggas is throwing muffins
Niggas ain't up in
Opening my eyes in this dark, unfamiliar room
Feel a shot of terror in my veins
I know there is something with me
I am not alone
An evil presence is
is cold
It's either when you lose or you fold
Money is the root of all evil is what I was told
And everything that you thought you would leave there is
Oh, that cement is just, it's there for the weight, dear
Five'll get ya ten old Macky's back in town
Now d'ja hear 'bout Louie Miller? He disappeared,
in 'em well you could say that he made the twelve.
Who made many more, who made plenty more,
Now it's on you and me if there's anymore.
1 teach, 2
thing, that's left for him is a name
And he starts to be afraid
All the shadows seem so vague
Ah-ah ah-ah ah-ah-ah
And he writes a song called Emily
So he
of you are in the hardened palms of his hands
Your future is bleak, do you hold the secrets he seeks?
Could your soft skin be what he desires? What he
Hucklebee
Last time that I seen him I was sixteen
And by that time I didn't need no father he was dead to me
Excessively I blow on dem trees it just refreshes
girls and cars
Every guy thinks he knows what do
But there is only every one who
Got it right, can't fight it, he knows
I'm high maintenance
I'm high
saved
I wanna be like you
Help me be like you
My Lord Jesus is powerful
I am saved by his grace
I will stand and defend it
Cause there's power in
Disturbia, it's like the darkness
Is the light
Disturbia, am I scaring you tonight?
Just live your life, oh, he he he
'Cause I'm a paper chaser
So live your
with your plans
Girl I just want to know
Like is he really down
Like is he their by yourside
Like does he notice now
Nah he ain't their by yourside
a jar by the door
Who is it for?
All the lonely people
Where do they all come from?
All the lonely people
Where do they all belong?
Father
Michael Brown, another soul
Stole by the system, black men we pay the toll
The price is your life, Uncle Sam want a slice
Black dress code now we looting in
Although he's spoken many times before
At sight of birth he leaves me by a door
And now I know he doesn't understand
And now I need is the warmth
reverse, the sharpening wing of the edge of a sparrow, for suitable reckonings too numerous to mention, as the queen is fat she is devoured by rats there is
and violins
Oh my
Iain's style is new
But also fly
He spends his dollars
One by one
In the City of Brotherly Love
Thrift-store fun
Thrift shop dreams
They take
was born into a manger
And like some ragged stranger
Died upon the cross
And might I say it seems so fitting in its way
He was a carpenter by trade
your path
You don't have to worry about no man's wrath
When you trust in Jesus
Cause he is the only one who can save us
By his stripes we are healed so
A person next to him is dripping wet
Saying there are things he is never gonna get
He knows it's an ordinary day
What could go wrong in such an ordinary day
Well, there's nothing more to add before I leave
This thing of ours is dead but don't you grieve
Is it me or are they younger every night?
Just
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