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Still Her Little Child

Ray Boltz

A Christmas Album: Bethlehem Star

1997

Still Her Little Child 
Words and music by Ray Boltz and Steve Millikan
When she laid him in a manger
He was still her little child
In a city

I Want To See

Words by Ray Boltz, Music by Steve Millikan

He sat in the darkness
At the edge of the road
He heard the crowd passing by
But he

and Carrie was safe
But the "Thunder Child" had vanised forever
taking with her mans last hope of victory
The leaden sky was lit by green flashes
cylinder

on the outskirts of town
He looked into her eyes when she stopped him to ask
If he wanted to dance he had a face like a mask
Somebody said, from the Bible he quote

of the college fees and books. She was in a dilemma, but she was advised by her cousin and she decided to get knowledge.
When she finally resumed in the college,

hand
and you stood before the Lord
He said "My child, look around you, for great is your reward." 

Chorus

Words and Music by Ray Boltz
(c) 1988 Gaither

You the shit say it! You
Don't have to be humble
Be like Ray J "I'm tired of being humble"

I'm not a cocky person by nature

Scaff, be cocky for her

AfricAryaN

Logic

Everybody

2017

her
How could her momma mislead her
And her daddy just leave her?
Like abracadabra when that magician pull on the lever
Oh my

(Oh my) Oh my
(Oh

Trigger pop
But she never smile
'Cause her and her baby sister
Baby sitter was a pedophile
I never met ya child to disrespect ya child
But I bet a thou'

a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for

Crimson

Edge of Sanity

Crimson

1996

found him walking aimlessly trying to find his peace. 
He said: 
'Cover her eyes, they are the root of her inhuman forces. 
Then she's just the child

Each one cut by hand, by master glassworkers"
She draws her eyes from me for
A second to look up
"Takes one's breath away to think about it"

Mum loves

her I was dead
Did she weep?

My dear Alma, may you continue to be courted by gentlemen 
Who have been in the trenches
And those who are in sunken

First Trimester

Illogic

Celestial Clockwork

have a baby
and we are gonna give him - or her - a real family, that we never had>

the love floods that drips from her eyes as they meet his
while

mother send mi fi go buy her Ray beer
Make a mistake an' mi go buy her Gold beer
An' she beat mi with di broken chair
I tell you
Say she beat mi with di

to doubt

A child who should have been asleep
Instead was climbing attic stairs
With her solitary candle
And a single Christmas prayer

Now, when angels they

nights of being pegged by her stairin’ eyes! 
(Chorus)  Eyes black, she bloody, and she likes that A Child dead in her arms she takes a bite of his neck,

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.


*
Words sometimes

Lesley

Ruelle

Psychodrama

2019

makeup around the eye spots
All the signs were there
But Lesley made it seem a light affair
Said it wasn't right to share
Her boyfriend, he was

with all my boys, you know I'm sayin'?
Yo, turning mad chicks (cyaan', run back ah her all the while, you know?) (check it deep)
Turning everybody

concealing the shit
4 gun cases, I'm still with the shit
Backlit, wood wheel when I whip
Got her right up on my lap, that's a real nigga risk
And then feel

of straw and
patient animals standing around.  The mother nods by the side
of the child.  Suddenly she wakes from her lightish doze, sees
them, shrieks

to the uttermost,
And give his child a better bringing-up
Than his had been, or hers a wish renew'd,
When two years after came a boy to be
The rosy idol of her

at its fate, for all it might be worth
Her woes, my child, her hopes, are to be found
Searching within, can you hear her voice sound?

Hell, she does tell,