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Nah you can't rain on me

Don't want no pain no mo

Nah you can't have my soul

cye devil hear me out

Nah you can't rain on me

cin't been to church in

It might be hard
But bare with me
And it won’t stop
All the pain and the hurt
They be making it worse
Gotta pray in the church
Pop pills, smoke purp

just working on a better signal for the payout ant player
I’m the game changer this a layup ou
Will this Christian Dior have me feeling like a church boy

foundation by Gods own hand
Held together with love on sacred land
Let the church bells ring
And the choir sing
And the old folks pray
While the children play

And you're looking at the church in the night sky
Wondering when God's gonna say hi
And you're looking at the church in the night sky
And you wonder

I have tried
Tried to stand
On my own

But I've found
My way back
To Your throne

By Your grace
I am free
To use the foundation
Laid for me

I'm

put in that work)
No suit but we ready for church (No suit but we ready for church)
The eye on the sparrow 
Been watching from birth 
Day by day for

And give thanks every time I see a day of life
I always walk by faith like I never needed sight
It's a everyday struggle there's a pain that's inside
Now I

and the gospel truth
The jukebox choir singing in a corner booth
We're here every weekend bring your burdens, bring your pain
Everybody's welcome at the church

to speak
Had to choose between life and death
I wisely chose a beat
Now I'm living life by faith I was saved by His grace (Grace)
Guilty verdict on my name

mean I could do better but I don't
Mazed by my own therapist 
i decided going there isn't it so I fight 
threaded can I ever be freed I plead for another

Going Bad

Charmelle Cofield

Anghellic

2001

church
I'm going
Bad, bad, bad
Disperse
I'm going
Bad
Feel me out now

[Hook-Charmelle]

This life I live
Ain't extra
No angels to
Stand next

Ordinary Pain

Stevie Wonder

Songs in the Key of Life

1976

When by the phone
In vain you sit
You very soon in your mind realize that it's not just
An ordinary pain in your heart

When you by chance
Go

black men
A Poet a Pastor & a personal trainer
Yet what I've learned about slam the gym and church
Are the pressures to be perfect and develop

Excuses

The Kingsmen

Through the Years with the Kingsmen

2000

Excuses, excuses, you'll hear them every day.
And the Devil he'll supply them, if the church you stay away.
When people come to know the Lord,

of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't

A displaced ward, a pulled mandrake
Damnation to all who hear my pain

With damaged roots, I'm hid from sight
Become a stranger to sunlight
Stone and stoic like

Funeral pyres
Will melt your skin
You will feel every ounce of pain
We will fight the church
And burn it to the ground
YOU HAD NO RIGHT

Snort, snort

Oh bathing in my own blood
A murder scene, all red and gold
By walk, street on both floors
All black, men,  priests and whores
Fucking

We get it in like we know it gets worse
People still thinking that we fucking need church
We gonna party like we hardly on earth
Out of this world

I used to believe the one true church was the key
To feeling happy and being truly free
But now I have learned the truth
My happiness doesn't come

a million ways
And it’s all in his name I pray, Now let the church say

Feeling like a motherless child, pain cuts into my soul
Its beating me down, can’t

Put you by heavens gates if flows captured, the rapture
I can't change if I wanted to
I'm God made, do what I'm supposed to
Why feel pain I feel joy get

'burbs
Aimin' at them skinhead bitches, let it rain
Givin' 'em a wet welcome to the house of pain

"In a city that's upset by the challenge
Of racial