Lyrics:
the victory
Oh I want to see Him, look upon His face
There to sing forever of His saving grace
On the streets of glory let me lift my voice
Cares all past,
know still love it, too; Oh, what a precious Friend we have in Him! And when in glory saints will tell, 'Twill be the theme they love so well-And we
of control
Cause I'm living for the glory and I'll die by the sword
Every scar that's on my body is a saga untold
I've been dancing with the devil and I put
Yeah, hahaha
"Cause when I flow the for the street"
Who else could it be"
"Nas"
Yo
Explode, my thoughts were drunken from quarts of beers
Was years
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
the street!
Na na na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na looking for the night!
Competicion competicion
Competicion nobody to me
All na history
My brother all na history,
Now we Dey give God the glory…
Say give God the glory
My brother all na history,
My brother all na history
E-Money
Oweli ife na eme o
Weda them like am or not
Street go dey pay
I say everyday
Onye ma ka ro na
Chukwu Olisa meh ka orasha oloma o
E no good to work
and a heavenly mission
So I'ma get a new life by living life totally different
This is a mean world to try to live in
Glory glory glory hallelujah
I will become
I saw you from across the street today,
My heart skipped a beat today,
Reminding me of those lost days
And glory never fades
Never fades
Fades
the street
In Washington, D.C. a private secretary's lips began to quiver
And the President just put aside some papers and rose quickly to his feet
I lay
Lying in his bed at night
He hears the trains go by
Rolling past the graveyard
Marking out the time
Oh lord grant me glory
Oh lord grant me
To nasze miasto nasza duma nasz styl
Będziemy tu zawsze nie opadniemy z sił
Nie zmienisz tego choć bardzo byś chciał
Nie ulegniemy zapał będzie w nas
Back on track to morning glory fields washed by the rain
Wandered off into the night until i felt sane
Wearily traveler to find the road beyond
like home
I found on my own side
When there is casting down o and there's nowhere else to go
I am lifted by my creator
No be say na me fine pass
You just
to glory
Yeah
From glory to glory
Na na na na na na
I'm on a speed lane
No more go slow
cnd everything I lay hand turn gold
cnd na by His grace
I do what I
I follow the Moskva down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change
An August summer night, soldiers passing by
Listening to the wind of change
There are 8 million stories in the naked city
Some ice cold and told without pity
About the mean streets and the guetto culture
The pimps
of a temporary high
What we think we need to get by
But are we really trying when kids are dying and depression is trending?
Are these the signs
arms
Never forgetting who we are
Where we end is never determined by where we start
With dreams of glory breaking loose all hell
Come out swinging they
Folsom, Folsom street on the way to Polk and Castro
You don't find them finer
Freedom, freedom is in the air, yeah
Searching for what we all
of a family
So many hungry for bread
On the left and the right surrounded by the last and the least
And just down the street and just across the table
Sing it na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Blinded by the na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na
I'm blinded
on to perform storms blew up
Wu's up, causin the crowd to self-destruct
Killer bees are stingin somethin while I reveal
Science, that's heavily guarded by
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