Lyrics:
the bible
Says that we are transported to
Heaven by angels to
Abraham's bosom and that's another euphemism
In the bible for heaven
It'self so we go there by
gone
Once again
The sun illuminates bodies at dawn
And I yawn and grow weary
Succumbed to old theory
That strips my wit's of thoughts
I used to hold
Away in a manger,
No crib for His bed,
The little Lord Jesus
Laid down His sweet head;
The stars in the heavens
Looked down where He lay,
let our thought be free
For every hour that passes by, you know the world gets a little bit older
It's time to realize that beauty lies in the eyes
Even though I love him
Man I wish I never met him
Loving harder in the summer
Bringing in the coldest winter
Living hell that be like Heaven
Best
must let our thought be free
For every hour that passes by, you know the world gets a little bit older
It's time to realize that beauty lies in
must let our thought be free
For every hour that passes by, you know the world gets a little bit older
It's time to realize that beauty lies in
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
pleasure, dearie?
No, we don't cut slices
Cor, me eyes is bleary!
Toby!
None for the gentleman!
I could up me prices
I'm a little leery
Business
must let our thought be free
For every hour that passes by, you know the world gets a little bit older
It's time to realize that beauty lies in
Follow me down to the old shoreline
Cause I’m getting ready to leave this coast behind
With a little bit of heaven and a little bit of hell
I’m gonna
that she knows
I'm the wiggle in her walk
I'm the giggle in her talk
I'm the happy little song she sings
She wears my love for all to see
Sail on by
when I rap you think
Iodine nitrate activate
Red geranium, the only difference is I transmit sound
Balance was unbalanced then you add a little talent
Aye aye, bitch act right
Get them shits by the pint get your bag right
You little niggas small business get your ass by
Real bad thick bitch keep my
moment the storm grows darker
Clutched to our chests, all that we cherish
Whipped about by a whirlwind
Certain that we will perish
Like a little child, I
Little flurries drifting by
But its nothing like you babe
Said its Nothing like you
You are
The Essence of Heaven
Cloud 9 sleeps on you
From sunset Tilla
Your love is my saviour
I get a little itch to cross that line
But I know I got a little piece of heaven by my side
You bet I wanna saddle up make
give me chills up to my ears
A taste of heaven shaded with a little fear
Baby ghoul we should break the rules
You could float on by
Say my name three
the dear children in thy tender care,
And takes us for heaven to live with thee there
Away in a manger no crib for a bed
The little Lord Jesus lay down
Bless all the dear children in thy tender care
And take us to heaven to live with thee there.
Away in a manger, no crib for a bed,
The little Lord
the dear children in thy tender care,
And takes us for heaven to live with thee there
Away in a manger no crib for a bed
The little Lord Jesus lay down
decease well then, please
Bury me by my grand-grand and when you can, come follow me
God bless you workin' on a plan to heaven
Follow the Lord all
As a tot, when I trotted in little velvet panties,
I was kissed by my sisters, my cousins, and my aunties.
Sad to tell, it was hell, an inferno
As a tot, when I trotted in little velvet panties,
I was kissed by my sisters, my cousins, and my aunties.
Sad to tell, it was hell, an inferno
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