Lyrics:
Montreal.
He caught his daughter
In the blouse by the light
And he said to himself:
"She looks all right!"
And he reached for a tit
And grabbed it tight
Your sons and daughters, made in Your image
O by Your Spirit, Your light shines brighter
Into my heart, as I lift up my eyes
These eyes You gave me
Were
that it's way too costly for me to ignore you
Through all seasons, our prayer life led by the Spirit will produce perseverance
So as faith worketh
So God bless all the sons and daughters who knew their history
So they knew where to take it farther
And all the ones that stuck with me like good
connected or born rich
I can't be the only one that knows this
And I swear all they stories is cheese
If you ain't have no opportunities you wouldn't have
While the years passed me by, trapped in Captivity
So much the Prodigal Son! Time was done
Took my first step outside, who was waitin' on me
After all
[Prelude: Tonic]
Yah, you know my signature
Be the Tonic with my man Earthquake and we be the Gift
Constantly surrounded by The Movement in
praise em
Salvation free
And it's amazing
Yeah it's amazing
Yeah He's amazin to me
Jesus Christ all I need in this life yeah
Jesus Christ I just said his
time
I'm gonna get nine tracheotomies, all the way around my neck
I'll be tracheotomie man!
"He can smoke a pack at a time! He's tracheotomie man!
I'm
of Mecca say, Muhammad has fabricated the Quran, say
If I have fabricated it, upon me be my crimes, but I am innocent of all those crimes which you commit
On and on again
The mother feels the daughter's pain
On and on again
The mother feels the daughter's pain
On and on again
The mother feels
his glory (Man!)
The Savior will come once again
The Christ, the Son of Man, I say He's upon this style
If you want to k now me, say me be coming on top
the kinda rap
That wrap around your mind
And squeeze like when pythons attack
Me and my pizzans is back
To dicape and line this track
With all these emcees
the Lords
I will not be moved
Not by power
Not by might
But by my spirit says the Lord
Born again whole and scantified
I have Christ in me cause He already
so your body won't be stinkin'
Read the will, he left the bills for his daughter Soleil
Last words written just before he got killed
Woman cry
You think God would forgive me if I
Stop and just call it all
Sometimes you got to speak in existence
You don't want to pray right now
Cuz' you feel God
blue bag
She ask what ya what ya doin ya tell her stuntin? like my daddy
You knew that I was gonna be a hustla when ya had me
Look around ma you sent me
blue bag
She ask what ya what ya doin ya tell her stuntin? like my daddy
You knew that I was gonna be a hustla when ya had me
Look around ma you sent me
blue bag
She ask what ya what ya doin ya tell her stuntin? like my daddy
You knew that I was gonna be a hustla when ya had me
Look around ma you sent me
all then it's ouch
I have a devil's haircut in my mind
That's why I be sucking blood and bustin' nuts in my rhymes, I'm horny
So don't ignore me if
on my offspring
Like a gun barrel, bitch, get off me
You dance around it like a sombrero, we can all see
You're fuckin' salty 'cause young Gerald's
dimension you have giving us
Abundant grace
For sons and daughters of the living God
This is my place
Where material doesn't matter anymore
Where we live by
- ten of those
Your Presence is all around - it's all profound
You see me in my Mommy's womb before she had an ultrasound
You planned my birth - I am
All these days I be runnin round like I'm feeling amaze!
Yea I'm deep in the race
And you won't even find me with another girl cause I'm already
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