Lyrics:
You don’t really love me for me
Back to the shift, I'm immaculate
Bleed 'em like Dracula
Flipping they whip like a spatula
Shit that we spit, I can back
?
The highest statistics of child abuse in the EEC
And we say we're a Christian country
But we've lost contact with our history
See, we used to worship God
a Jamaica
Certain things wah gwan a foreign, can't gwan a Jamaica
Man a worship Allah, like dem forget di Creator
How you fi diss we up and you nuh greet
I've got are heaven sent
The love of God is sweet like cinnamon
And if he's missing God, I've got to bring him in
Yahweh, Jireh, he's my medicine
in Your presence
I'm captivated by Your love for me here in Your presence
Here in Your presence
Lord, we stand in awe of You
We will worship the King
never until the day I die
But the lowlands of Holland have parted my love and I.
The very night we got married and lay upon our bed
A pressgang came to my
movies
People worship these idols 'til they come in contact with gods
Hoes is on my disciples, you get mind-fucked by these broads
Life is just
Montana
Guinea tragedy, South Park strategy
Satan is mad at me, tell him come battle me
Hm - cause I don't love him, my dome is too witty
This rhyme by
and day
Transfixed by twilight, flicker away
Making love to bitter sweet dreams
The Master of illusion shall redeem
Hanging on in their reiterative
the vibes
Worship life
All in strife
Here's to hoping
Hoping
Yo, I create wave
Like the water in the ocean
I make love
Dedication and devotion
Making moves
You have done?
Oh, my words could not tell, not even in part
Of the debt of love that is owed by this thankful heart
We'll bring an offering, unto
you know my heart
And you call me by name
You have wonderfully made me
In Your image You've formed me
And in Your love, I remain
Yes, You have
they refuse
To worship our idols and gods
My name is Hannah, my first born son
Now stands before this king
Guilty of keeping the Sabbath laws
By
concealed
Just another mary jane fan licking low and high, for that real love
Who cares where I sleep the night, as long as your face is by my side
Don't need
will)
Mr. Sandman, bring 'em a dream, infa-red light beams
Homicide scene, perfect world
By any means get cream
Just don't let it come
"Yellow Pickup Truck"
by David Bruce Murray (MusicScribe Publishing)
VERSE 1
Daddy drove a yellow pickup truck to church on Sunday morning,
Yesterday is gone
Many souls are gone
Me and you, we are here
Standing very strong
Nothing can stop me
Jehovah is by me
He never sleeps nor slumber
have parted my love and me
Recorded by Patrick Galvin and (I think) Clancys
Owe me
Rest in peace Big and Nakas
I had to get it by my lonely
Riding round inside my new thing
They gon' say me Mr. Owe me
Fell in love with getting
religion is your love
You got that tenderness that I dream of
There you go from loving him to her
I'll worship you forever
I can tell that she loves me
By
Slaves, no longer need chains, we're trained
To worship the ones that paved the way
To the path of destruction
To a populace reduction
Mandatory
can't love on each like they do
Why we can't help one another like they do
N***a wit da black ski mask tryna rob sumn
He say that he ain't got nothing
Don't let it pass you by
Just hold out your hands and try to catch it
With me there's no need to be shy
Reveal the machinations of your mind
It's
you workin and chasin a bag but you can't work for Him
I love God so much even when I'm in a storm I worship Him
Situation bad but God is good so don't
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