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jaw
Now I'm only riding for my God like I'm on Hacksaw
Ridge and now I live by what I think is gonna add more

Love into World because the hate it only

prayin' to God that none
Of my niggas snitch on me
Big ass strap, can't no nigga pick on me
Steady askin' God like, "Bro
Why you pick me?"
Came from ridin'

Stop [Original Broadway Cast Recording]

Grey Henson

Mean Girls [Original Broadway Cast Recording]

2018

want to do slash have it all
Because you have no impulse control
So before you snap, tag, like, or god forbid call
Here is my advice
Stop

When you

insufficient funds  Laid at the alter  Olive oil when she prayed for us GOD! Phone off but I still can't stray from the call.  No No

CHORUS
My momma prayed for

There Goes My Outfit

The Dears

Beneath the Surface, Vol. 2: A Bella Union Sampler

2006

All right
All right already you got me
Broke inside and took it all away

Had a speech prepared and everything
Tapped phone calls from God

silly lies 
Disguised by your bedroom eyes 
All these phony alibis 
Lost to Christ 
Cross my heart I hope you die 
I love you ...(die) forever 
From

the early mornin'
I heard a voice
That showed me the things to come and told me I had a choice
To build it
Three hundred cubits by fifty cubits
Drinkin'

(Phone call intro from Matty)

(Chorus)
If you gon talk to me
Better talk to me nice or
Dont open ya mouth like lockjaw
I dont wanna hear that shit

Huh, yeah, yeah i said, fallen from the
You could see my ooh

Yeah, fallen from the gates, huh
You could see my angel wings
God witnessing, in my

Huh, yeah, yeah i said, fallen from the
You could see my ooh

Yeah, fallen from the gates, huh
You could see my angel wings
God witnessing, in my

stay
Can't call me on the phone cause I keep it outta sight
So light another spliff imma take ya on a flight
In this life most dont even see the larger

nothing going on for me 
So don't call me your king 
All the women that are on to me 
The baddest in the game 
Yet i'm cuffed up 
Yet I'm wife'd up 
By

up 

Married quite a while 
Husband leaves the house 
Maybe back for dinner, maybe never 
Calls home from a pay phone 
Voice mail and a beep 
Says

I'll split yo set up equally
Four ten tucked beneath my seat
Watch earth leave from beneath ya feet
Next ya know its God you'll greet
So lets chill sip

wanna strike with the SAG, I need the friends from it
I want a shot in the dark, I wanna make the mark
I want to live the arc, I call the ends on it
I

I'm moving out of the crib to a planet that I call my own
Home of the stoner Xan, smoking by the gram
He ain't picking up his phone, no
Why the hell are

never ever thought that my best friends from way back when
Would shame me for not having some expensive ass Tim's
Or the latest polo, or the latest phone

brother I'm 28
All of the boys no dey come my gate

Baby I'm loving all the love that you've shown
Everytime you call me and we talk on phone
See man cannot

I'm standing on these stones,
I plant these aching bones down, 
King without a throne now,
Waves are crashing out
I'm scrolling through my phone

the world

Look, off the wake up, gotta kiss my bitch
(Facts) then I take a piss
'Fore I leave the house
Gotta grab the blick
Call up Sturdy 30, tell him that

sell an eighth in the barbershop? We want ours
When it comes to these bars, y'all can't fuck with the god
The first rhymes I wrote was meant

always by my side, so I can peep the love scars
What you want from me is in my cold black heart
You can take it all and leave, but you will not get far

the chrome
Call the ruca on the phone, let her know I'm home alone, its
Seven thirty and the sun is going down, its a
Summer night and the fun is going down

Run For Your Life

Jarvis Church

Shake It Off

2002

Hey what's that in the alley with a knife in her hand
I think it's that girl from the autograph stand
She looks kind of sad, does she understand