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there's chemistry
Feeling like I'm Rigby
Cannot simp for coochie
Or they'll call you Mordecai
So I pray to the sky for a happy life with bro by my side
Wait

WORSHIPPING
WE KNOW YOU DIDN'T LIKE THE TITLE KING
YOU SAID THERE'S ONLY ONE AND YOU'RE WITH HIM NOW
SINGING PRAISES ALL THE WHILE

(REPEAT CHORUS)

Robbie

feel like you could play it as a eulogy
Chester Watson on the mic and I get too in sync
I’m tryna do something useful for St Louis’ streets

Make music

Hail, Jesus, You're my King.
Your life frees me to sing.
I will praise You all my days.
You're perfect in all Your ways.

Hail, Jesus, You're my

em locked in a pattern from hitting on a pipe

Music crazy? nah you stupid lazy
Blazing lately, im pacing with stress overtaking me
Praise from grazing

Hank and the Hobo

Boxcar Willie

Boxcar Blues

1994

cold [C] dawn
Songs of [G7] Hank he would [C] sing.

Then Willie would sing your Cheatin' Heart
I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry
And when he sang You Win

quarters
Now my music run out the store every quarter Got voodoo dolls for enemy daughters

Hot water, torture, scorcher How you callin' authorities when I

is where them ice cycles at
By 18 I realized that a part of me dead
But still I'm standing tall
Deep inside the music I'm hoping that this might solve

The music is the air I breathe every night
Losing my religion cause it just feels right
When the moon arrives
If easy is so easy then leave it alone
Check me

she likes everybody noticin (woo woo)
Looks for the praise let's the compliments soak in
But on a bad day and by a bad day, I mean a bad hair day

Spring must turn to fall
Every sparrows days are numbered
It's how you fly that matters most

Words and Music by Timothy W. Lovell
Copyright Secured, All

a wave, just to come up
Somebody prayed, I wonder who it was

It ain’t a time I went and
Lied on a crucial line
My music means the most to me
It turned my

the skys 
But you dreaming 
Fuck it I need me a job With fulfilment
Stuck in system 
Won’t let me fulfil it
Trust me this music
Gon work out I could feel it

Jericho
Jericho free as the sky
Child of the sun and the moon
Mornin' has come to light your way
cnd give life to the world
Can you hear the song

Play the reggae music make e ease up ya tension
Say Me nuh afraid of the arrow by day nor the terror by night
Cos Jah be me guide and me shield ai ai
Say

don't check for praise
Rather get the crib appraised check for equity
Put the kid in the crib, caress the queen next to me
If I boast or kick a punchline

Snake Oil

Arcwelder

Entropy

1996

(s macdonald)
I've an appointment today with a cultural slave to the snakepit called the music biz
So I'm hanging around just to meet this clown who

YOUR WILL BE DONE
(words & music by David Coy)

Your Kingdom come
Your will be done in my life
Your Kingdom come
Your will be done in my life

I

little kid
Not giving a shit about who i insult
Yelling fuck you to all the adults
Im sick of censorship
Why the fuck are we so sensitive?
I was lost, in

I learned from the D-Boys
Raised by the Hustlas
Idolize Killas 
and the fear never touches ya
Praise all customers
product quality was 
better then

They’re holding out on me, 
You’re holding out on me.

Just claw it off,
And give me something, 
I want it all.

(Don’t praise me now.)

Something

Shout aloud sing Your praises
King of Glory enter in

To You I life my soul
My God I trust in You
Show me Your ways O Lord
My God I trust in You
Let me

shivers down my spine
I get lost in your curves while I seek
An orchid carved in flesh

A female in heat is over me
Sacred words distort my mind
You light

can't reach me that's the vibe
You don't wanna see the spark when I'm inspired
All most praise to the high on Mount Zion
I remember Choice FM and I