Lyrics:
by my Saviour I stand
Will there be any stars in my crown.
Will there be any stars, any stars in my crown
When at evening the sun goeth down
When I
I am thinking today of that beautiful land
I shall reach when the sun goeth down
When through wonderful grace by my Saviour I stand
Will there be any
Tears into the flood
Wealth built from your blood
It's never effortless to be freed
By the gracious gods of our greed
Reach the highest rungs
Seize
ocсupants joy and only
We will destroy the whole Soviet apparatus
The one run by an old KGB member
Nuclear physicist and pizza chef
Making fertilizers for
a throwaway tool from an old corncob
Left behind by a farmer
That killed for growin'
That bad yellow fuel with
The economy slowin'
see are silhouettes
And all you hear are castanets
And no one cares how late it gets
Not at Hernandos Hideaway. Ole!
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At the golden
only instrumental is that pistol
Need a right hand so I f-cks with chevy
And underneath the wings so I hustle heavy
Tatted on my face, chest, neck, hand,
say
I am resurrected by a shotgun
Permantly in chainz
I wake up and take a new shot of fuel
Yet a day has been saved
To live is to die for the golden
(Yeah) She got money in the bank
Lot more fuel left in her tank
Say she ain't takin' no chances
Niggas ain't shit
She got money in the bank
Lot
nie na winklu
Zdanie o mnie chyba mają dobre
Znam kogo trzeba, by nie dostać w mordę
Od święta na Karaibach, może zrobię torbę
Amsterdam na Woli, ale
though
Sales goin up
And I’m feelin’ like I’m Chapo
Grabbin’ by the O
I ain’t feelin like a deego
Bad catties on my line fuel my ego
Freaky lil ting got
trippin' over my tongue
To ebb into you once and for all
[Chorus]
Oxygen
Won't you fuel the flame and hold me over
I've become
Everything I wanted to remind
Joy that inspires,... that keeps us on the run... the Fuel that feeds our fires!
To Chorus:
(Instrumental)
Ain't gone say dis again on my momma been fuel to the fye and they knowing it's evident
I could shine by myself but I'm linked to a couple diamonds
honorable mentions
Words justified by works not just intentions now
The fear of God is the beginning of wisdom
Psalms 111:10 that fuels my engines
Honorable
this sourness to the dust
There's a whole lot out there left for us
So keep on praying he will make it up
Oh lord sweet woman of mine
Meet me out by
from here?
No, ah.. which one is it?
(burp) excuse me. It's the one by the airport... you know... cause we gotta get up early an'.. fly outta here in
the scapegoat!
Fuel the lost cause
Mirror the causes
Out of the resent!
You're the pages
Narrowed the famous
Cover the bruises!
INSTRUMENTAL
Now we are more
This
fascism, anti-Semitism, capitalism, climate change, fossil fuels and monsters as our leaders
We find happiness where we can find it but we must also have
Following You's the strangest thing I've ever done
I'm torn in two by two by one by one
My animal's angry and he growls within my heart
He wants
sadistic hand chases into the darkness
Pulling the trigger in an overdose of violence
The sacred brood punished by fuel and blood
A lugubrious harmony when
Fire... Damage, who decides what is right
Crowded by all that is lost, it's hard to find positives
Taken by blunt ignorance I give you no
the fuel pump's stuck
Oh what I'd give to be home
(When the sun's so high up in the sky)
& I'm tryin' to get home to my baby
(When I get that far,
Chorus:
Brick by brick
we gonna build this Empire
Bit by bit
Little more fuel on this fire
Stack em up stack em up
See how high they go
Light em up
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