Lyrics:
It's going down, Bun be baby
Big Tuck baby, you know what time it is
The Texas take over, know I'm tal'n bout
Ay yo Tuck, time to show these boys
me home
Lord, all I need is Your love
I love Thee, rescue me
Shine Your light, lead me home
Lord, all I need is Your love
Rescue me
What do you
a Nike workers' meal
And Santa clause multiplied by I?
Well I guess that makes him real
And the square root of the NBA?
Is Africa in a box
How do
hands, that I am not sick, I don't live in sin, that this is all wrong, the reality prison, dreams of human liberation.
Beating a dead horse with fear in
A frightened virgin teenage girl
Receives a message that defies the laws of this world
All she can do is weep and nod
She's to bring into this
Uummm...
Uuummmm....Hey!
This one (this one),
That one (that one),
Each one is God's gift to the world.
We are (we are)
They are (they are)
Each
guts
And we, and we and we ahhh
We gotta gettin up
We gotta gettin up
Today is nice come on we gettin up
Said we gettin up
Said we gettin up
loaded up, headhuntin', nigga
My gun is a dickhead, let it come in, nigga
Now I go 'head and pause that
Bullets is comin', you can never pause that
Eh,
Everywhere
And we lift high the banner of the cross
There is no greater love than this, no love but this
Jesus Christ laid down His life for us
There is
at all
I am stronger than before
Not a thing can hold me down
I will make it, I will take it
I will always be around
[ Verse 1: ]
There is a thing that I
philosophy is African unity
Unno watch dey segregation and social impurity
The race is not just for the swift but those who can endure
Make sure you have
the time
For the perfect crime
Yes, this is perfect
(This, is)
Our Medicine
(This, is)
Our time to
Medicate
Here with me
Now as we
Lose ourselves
can't seem to fly away
Felling tall, small, sick of it all
And all I want do is cry, fly away
Felling tall, small, sick of it all
And all I want to do is
trust it,
Go on girls - the truth is ...
Cut your hair wear a chip on your shoulder
Get ahead, get laid, get it over
Cheap show, back seat martyr's
(felt like praying)
I felt like praying (felt like praying)
'Cause God is just so good (felt like praying)
God was so merciful (felt like praying)
God
comic valentine
You make me smile with my heart
Your looks are laughable, un-photographable
Yet, you're my favorite work of art
Is your figure less
Rap 1:
Here comes tomorrow,
Drag in to the trapper,
No more can stoppin',
Ticket like a fun,
That is wanna fast
To think about the past,
Everywhere
hardly ever grow
'Cause all I have to offer you is me
There'll be no mansion waiting on the hill with crystal chandeliers
And there'll be no fancy
Dependin' on the weather, or whether or not I bust you with these lyrics
The rhythm is imbedded in the bass drum, can you feel it?
Nod your head so I
Place your mark on me now
Hang your star on my form
Hold your hope to my arm
Place your faith on my charm
This is how I would
This is all our
Speak low when you speak, love,
Our summer day withers away
Too soon, too soon.
Speak low when you speak, love,
Our moment is swift, like ships
And anybody disagree can catch an axe in they forehead
Bitch, fuck Halloween, it's Hallowicked
It's like a Live-Aid all on the stage for real killas
Is you wit'
Make me a channel of your peace
Where there is hatred let me bring your love
Where there is injury, your pardon Lord
And where there is doubt,
All I want to do is get back to you
Connection, I just can't make no connection
But all I want to do is to get back to you
Everything is going in
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