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you to keep company
You don't leave me alone!
Our God is good, He can rescue you from peril
And if you stick with Him
It'll be to your avail

Our God is

Them That's Not

J-Live

Mystic Brew: Fat City Sound

get
Them that's not shall lose
But man, you gotta get it while the gettin is good
Now, if you can get it all this much and this fast
Don't be tellin

tight AS FUCK

I work hard I'm on my grind 
I got yo back but who got mine 
South sac city I'm reppin' that 9
I do look good and I did take time 
I'm

alive

Too many people here depend on me
A child, who has been grown to be
Insecure, self-destructive, and I'm pretty sure I'm unkind
A lifetime already

what it feels like, to be forgiven
Cleansed by the blood of Jesus, Jesus
This is what it feels like, to be in Heaven
With Jesus

And all the saints will

It's Beginning to Look a Lot Like Christmas/Silver Bells/The Christmas Song/Santa Claus Is Coming To Town [Medley]

Bob McGrath

A Sesame Street Christmas

1996

them ring
Soon it will be Christmas day

Chestnuts roasting on an open fire
Jack Frost nipping at your nose
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir

(Foundation)
Queensbridge Crew, forty busters, shorty busters
Vernon Posse, Good Fellas, you know how that go
My man Ill Will rest in peace forever, God

to the good one's?
The seed inside us where the light shone
Like fleeting clouds on the horizon
Make believe we could, be so misunderstood

Take me back

When I was a child
I cried on mother's shoulder
She would look at me and
Say: "When you grow older
You will come to know the joy
And love of one good

I'm both manic and impressive
Depression stays in my the guest room
I tried to be ghost
Just not build for the chest wounds
Was that too soon
Ye

"You know I twerk so good
You know I twerk so good

I got that video that I've been waiting for
He a nasty jerk, knocking on my door
With a bulge for

hear don't be like me
Bruh they need role models, far as I can see, so what it be
Know you gotta get by any means, but this door is a machine
Built

I pray, better sing
Mama know I be humming in my sleep
Till I'm outta breath, till I can't breath
It make a lot of sense, god blessed me
Cursed by

Family Ties

Cunninlynguists

Will Rap for Food

child
So I gotta be keepin' the faith
For them three girls of mine and I won't be repeatin' mistakes
That you made with me cause I don't miss my past

remember all the good times
You and me, were destined to just pass by
Never be together, let's call that life
We met each other at the wrong time
Wish I

through, just to make it multiply
You be good with that money, but you'll have to keep it by your side
Getting mine, won't stop till' everyone around me

Mom get smacked?
Why I let these things build up in me till I collapse?
Why I had to be in Cali by myself when Grandma passed?
Walking home from work, I

Who do men say that I am?

So now, I got a good amount of help
By reading in the Bible and reciting testaments
Kind and helpful and sharing your things

with pre-eclampsia
A bit relieved to be going in only for a check up
Before I leave, kiss her and I wish her good luck
Grab the keys and then take off in

it!", I got on Google and started searching
How to be a good parent, had to do a lot of learning
The day we planned to meet, I was ready to let her know

it!", I got on Google and started searching
How to be a good parent, had to do a lot of learning
The day we planned to meet, I was ready to let her know

get raped
By they father in a house of horror
Girls so beautiful they could be models daddy on that bottle, he and thinking straight 
Momma mad all she

reasons
For wantin' to be free
What's good for the other man
It just ain't good enough for me

Mm, hmm mm, hmm

As I walk this lonely land
Of broken hearts

the side street movin' single file
She say...
That's where I'll hold you, sleeping like a child

Way down in the hollow, leavin' so soon
Oh, St. Teresa,