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these people
We're so ungrateful
Blessed beyond belief by our God
But all our blessings turn to Idols then we turn from our God
Americans so wrapped up in

love, I swear it's true
All God's children, me and you
Brother, brother reach out your hand
Sister stand up by your man
And let them know that you

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Too far away, for me to reach So beautiful, you cannot see So obvious, but hard to find A gift to me, all by design
 
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What if I

to ignite
His life is passing by
And he hasn't even realized
Time does want you to kneel
If you do this, you will feel
That your days are gone, senility
You

are one, one, one
We love Allah 's beloved
Send peace upon Muhammad
We are one, one, one
We are one, one, one

Allah's mercy comes first
Followed by

rising with dawn
For here was a blessing
A gift from Allah
And the light of Muhammad outshone that star

Muẖammad is and always will be
The last and final

and shovin' gifts in a bag to tear those up by a hospital bed
Meds are keepin' me on earth and without pills I feel so lost
I kept my feet dug in the dirt, I

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Too far away, for me to reach So beautiful, you cannot see So obvious, but hard to find A gift to me, all by design
 
Bridge 1
What if I

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Too far away, for me to reach So beautiful, you cannot see So obvious, but hard to find A gift to me, all by design
 
Bridge 1
What if I

Too far away, for me to reach So beautiful, you cannot see So obvious, but hard to find A gift to me, all by design

What if I pretend the world is

Too far away, for me to reach So beautiful, you cannot see So obvious, but hard to find A gift to me, all by design

What if I pretend the world is

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Too far away, for me to reach So beautiful, you cannot see So obvious, but hard to find A gift to me, all by design
 
Bridge 1
What if I

O little town of Bethlehem
How still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by
Yet in thy dark streets shineth

Another year on, I lay by the fire
The shiny gifts laying right under the tree
The Pogues are singing, along with the choir
The same old feeling is

cut you like a knife
If the gift becomes the fire
On the wire between will and what will be

She's a maniac, maniac on the floor
And she's dancing like

1, 2, 3, mmm
Whenever you come on by, you always cross my mind
I can tell you're passionate, a gift from heaven sent
Feels like we are connected,

crew
And I love being stuck with you
Let's take a walk to the cliff by the beach
Turn the zoom off that's no way to teach
Let's get outside and remember

Figures
Gift giver
Working on the big picture
The hoe ain't have no ass so I had to get a bitch thicker
Known hitter
Big trigger
I'm a let the stick shiver

Depression's played out
But so is being happy
I'm tired of feeling
Tired of dealing with this fucking body
You're mental sanity
Is fed by vanity

betta take a chance before life pass you by
You steady watching others then you start to wonder why
They got what they got and you feel like a have not

lies
And empty shelves in the supermarket aisles
And it's all pumped up by greed
But it's putting our very existence in danger
Life can't just go

this, and I will give you the day
To be a father, a brother, a song, and a friend Then come home to you, and be my lover again

Years have gone by, seems

something to eat
I could predict the weather for you

He talked of the talent with which he was blessed
""It's an odd sort of gift, "" he explained
""But

salutations
Path provided by vibrations
What I scribe is sacred
Third eye awakened
I prayed to the most high I'd make it
While my minds a shape shift
Flyest