Lyrics:
breezin'
By like freeano wax
It's free a no tax, what we came to offer
All swift to revert artist plus
Flame came to spark ya
J-Silas is stylin for God
Plus
since I'm not sure where your head's been at lately, would you mind doing me a
Favor by circling yes, if you're down to start fresh and go on a date with
arrived at the world famous Albuquerque Holiday Inn
Where the towels are oh so fluffy
And you can eat your soup right out of the ashtrays if you wanna
The thugs is in the house, (we in duh house)
We can't be stopped, and we turn it out, (out out out)
[Wish]
You know and I know they thought it would take us
She gon' do it on the whole crew if tell her
So you ain't even gotta ask (on me)
A few space coupes sittin' in the stash
Some lil tall shit, young
Shabach Barack Yah
I got this burning inside
I'm setting fire to your church house
If that's what it takes to get your preacher to bring the church out
this now
Im all in jesus rocks the crowd
He's my savior
Show me favor
Let me know im not a failure
Serving others what we got to do
Tell them kick back
at an advertising agency
Or at a record label
My goal, if I was going to do art, fine art
Would have been to become Picasso or greater
That always sounds so funny
know you've just came through some stuff
(You're the lifter) And you look
Really good right now
You don't look like what
You've been through, Would you
father had taken for his new wife
The Festival
A woman with two daughters of her own
Look at your nails, look at your dress!
People would laugh at you
father had taken for his new wife
The Festival
A woman with two daughters of her own
Look at your nails, look at your dress!
People would laugh at you
to be?
Is your smile on permanent? Is your vow on lifetime?
Would you know where the sermon is if I died in this next line?
If I'm tried in a court
But, living on the farm, he knew nothing of the city
Built his house out of straw, what a pity
Then one day, jamming on some chords
Along came
But, living on the farm, he knew nothing of the city
Built his house out of straw, what a pity
Then one day, jamming on some chords
Along came
go see, she takes the D
This is Billy he came with me
I saw something Billy requested
And your girl suggested
If we would go to her house
Was I
to go link with the gang (ayy)
And unlike that clock on the wall at your mama house
I do not have time to hang
Please don't reach out to me
Think
Yes! My Jesus
My Savior
Thinking about Him makes my heart lift a praise up
If you wanna feel the same then take your palms and raise 'em
C'mon sing it
tell me why, why can't I sing by your side
Cos when I met up with Rosenberg, and Neil took our picture
I said I wish you would make me your side bitch,
VERSE 2
I still go down that road that goes by your house
To see if maybe you came back to town
But you're never there it's just a dead end turn around
Man, What Do You Wanna Do
When The Party Is Through
And A Lady Wanna Go Home With You
You Search Your Pocket, Ya Soon Aware
That You Don't Have Enough
goes by in the wink of an eye
time waits for no one
you know I’m gonna love you
‘til the day I die
AFRAID OF THE DARK
(Peter Sando)
Your eyes were wide
have!
But this sound you can hear;
the tempest beats upon the House
as it would beat upon a drum,
that is no sound to fear.
For the sound to fear
still be at your ass firin' (brr brr)
I still call it safe, I would suck if I was umpirin'
Boy I hit the beat I just treat that shit like a diary
I'm
what it seem
Truth be told home boy you need Jesus on your team
Kingdom of heaven suffers violence, violence take it by force
Gotta listen to the Spirit,
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