Lyrics:
can give you power beyond anything
Trust me, you will be the chosen one
I was forgotten, a body scorned and broken
My soul rejected, tainted by his
Give me 4 wheels made in the USA
An old dog riding shot gun
I'll take burger and fries with a cold beer
After a hard days work in the hot sun
to go away
Hey it's me, and I can't get myself to go away
Oh God, I shouldn't feel this way now
Reach down your hand in your pocket
Pull out some
lovely how menace has turned attraction?
Pivotin' rappers, finish your fraction while writing blue magic
Thank God for rap, I would say it got me
This day God gives me
Strength of high heaven
Sun and moon shining
Flame in my heart
Flashing of lightning
Wind in its swiftness
Deeps of the ocean
Under seven different shades of grey
Spreading out across the arc
Days of wonder spent
Out there killing time
Now this may not leave a mark on me
But
gave him the gas face
And this ain't got nothin' to do with a scale
Or bein' gay, little faggot, but by the way
Thoughts are gettin' darker by the day
Without consulting any of us
Sales and distributions of our futures
If this world were fair and right
They'd give up the car keys this very night
Damn, hit
Juneteenth, I know many people don't know what Juneteenth is
Let me give you a second so you can understand
What Juneteenth is, and, on June
was little, ain't a god damn thang changed
It's the same ol same
Bush run shit like Sadaam Hussien
I cock and aim, clinically insane
To deal with this
brand new?
Each day I call out, Lord heal me through and through.
Verse two
If you have a broken heart and you don’t know where to start.
To find
now I'm settin up, the ultimate drive-by
And when you hear this shit
It make the world say "DAMN!", "I wanna kill Sam"
"Do the niggas run this
Dear friend
If you want to feel better
Don't let the devil make you toss this letter
If you've been crossed up by hoodoo voodoo
The wizard
the trenches
Prayin to god, give me your blessings
Me and my bitch we riding
Me and my niggas we slidin
We got the bands, so now we vibin
Chip on my shoulder
up
Never give up
On me
Produced by Kevin Rooney
Mixed by Sean Moffitt, Immersive Mixing by Warren David
Written by Iveth Luna, Kristy Nordhoff
the dark
Or its day time its good with me
Just cool I brought the whole hood with me
We had a Gabriel right before MTV
So we can g him to give us that
I heard your whisper on the breeze at night
I prayed one day
That your arms would hold me tight
And just when I
Thought love had passed me by
it don't mean to me
Bzzzz, a sting from the killer bees
In God I trust, no I don't give no fucks
(Dropping them them them, motherfucking Beez)
In God
that song
Thank you, I think
Joshua, give me something like this
That's not gonna get you points that's
Not gonna get you extra points, alright?
You
Know me better than I know myself
I rip a page out my notebook in anger
And let these thoughts linger singing
Don't give 'em too much you
Don't let
Who else answers when I pray
Who else is with me day by day
None can recreate Your amazing grace
None can fabricate the love that set me free
the first
Man, give me these fuckin' keys, dawg
Give me my keys, I'ma be late for work
Fuck yo' job, today gon' be the day you walk to that bitch
Give me
Dead star shine
Light up the sky
I'm all out of breath
My walls are closing in
Days go by
Give me a sign
Come back to the end
The shepherd
You disavow the right to choose
Its medievally insane
Your god is dead or doesn't care
Tell me which ones worse
An uncaring god or knowing that
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