Search results for 'cross-claim'

word
Reeks of deceit
Crawl to the cross
You claim as your own
Crawl to the cross
You claim as your own

Lies upon lies
Crosses your lips
Every word
Reeks

to be
In general a better person
But for an audience to see
You preach like you're a higher cross 
And claim to bleed by your creed 

Bababooey! 

It must

Tidelines
Five coffins high, the day's bodies arrive
Called us
By name
But forgot mine
One cross
They claim
Wait in line
No one comes before family said

can trust me girl

How many niggas you came cross
Claim they real but they really flaw
These niggas be playing the game raw
Acting real tuff but they

there's your rapture
Ascending up the mountain like Moses on Pentecost
Only few really grizzly enough to truly bear their cross
Claim you ready for the war,

say you weren't worth it
You're too short of a win
I'm not even into this
But I still lie
I still say you never cross my mind
Claim you can't possibly

To choose which cross I claim

Hanging from the cross the greatest claim of man,

a carpenter who is God in the form of man.

We've turned it upside down, burned and mocked it too.

consolation
Some consummation
Through congregation
I mean
Hidden
Traps of blue faces
Mind racing

If I do it on my own
They go cross him
Claims baseless
These

gave me fell apart, why the love you gave me fell apart?

Dreams they cross as claims and loss, will I ever see you see me as I do?
Eight years

Shout out Loud

Amos Lee

Shout out Loud

shout out loud
Why don't you all just come on out
And we can tear it all down, yeah

'Cause everybody's got a part in the game
And everybody's got a cross

not ashamed of the old rugged cross

Many who claim to be Christians
Seldom mention the Lord
But if they're truly saved and Christ lives within
They're

out my face
I hold my cross upside down, Claim the throne I'm newly crowned
Take you back to where I drowned, Below the surface I was found
You're gonna

I’m a killa so don’t test my aim 
All of these niggas are not what they claim
Crøss on my neck like a muhfuckin Saint 
New to the game but remember

My pain perpetual
order of the flaming star
We feast upon your victuals
Seers of the starlight
Prophesize
Seven flames
Burning eyes
Heavens claims

a cowboy like John Wayne but not lil like Carter
You got degrees from college but I still feel like I'm smarter
I'm tryna cross the Atlantic claim my land

Clara Barton

Country Joe McDonald

Superstitious Blues

1991

Thank the Lord for Clara Barton and long live her name
The American Red Cross is her claim to fame.
When you see a Red Cross worker in a time of flood

And from the cross
Got the claims 'I love you'

It's not an undercover belief
It's not an undercover belief
No, no
It's not an undercover belief

Undercover Belief

Nate Sallie

Ruined for Ordinary

2007

And from the cross
Got the claims 'I love you'

It's not an undercover belief
It's not an undercover belief
No, no
It's not an undercover belief

Undercover

Nat

Superventas 2006

2006

And from the cross
Got the claims 'I love you'

It's not an undercover belief
It's not an undercover belief
No, no
It's not an undercover belief