Lyrics:
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Oh my God (la, la, la)
Oh my God (la, la, la)
Oh my God (la, la, la)
(La, la, la)
Queens got a
Brooklyn got a
Bronx got a
Staten Island
Turn the music up turn the lights down I'm in my zone
Thank God for granting me this moment of clarity, this moment of honesty
The world'll feel
Turn the music up turn the lights down I'm in my zone
Thank God for granting me this moment of clarity, this moment of honesty
The world'll feel
I'm still preachin to the choir
Baytown Texas there's a fisherman I knew
He read the bible and he spit tobacco too
He said that crap about the rod you
All God's critters got a place in the choir
Some sing low, some sing higher
Some sing out loud on the telephone wires
And some just clap their hands,
But the miracles are nowhere to be find
As he walks alone, still trembling in the silence
All at once the quiet broken by their cries
Though the others
Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at? Where Brooklyn at?
Where Brooklyn at? Where
Africa Port-Au-Prince Knoxville Anvan
Manhattan South Bend Albany Brooklyn - where you coming from?
Africa Port-Au-Prince Knoxville Anvan
given by God, protecting from harm or danger.
THE GIFT OF THE WORKING OF MIRcCLES
c supernatural power, producing signs and wonders.
THE GIFT OF HEcLING
[Genius]
Thank God She Has Given Us
Another Chance To Survive
To Keep This Dream Alive For More Time !
[Main Choir]
They Will Run ! They Will Fly !
They
All God's creatures got a place in the choir
Some sing low and some sing higher,
Some sing out loud on a telephone wire,
Some just clap their hands,
And hide, but he got knocked by the homicide
And this happens everyday around my way
So I pray that I can live another day
Wassup, Wu Tang Clan in here
Africa Port-Au-Prince Knoxville Anvan
Manhattan South Bend Albany Brooklyn - where you coming from?
Africa Port-Au-Prince Knoxville Anvan
Africa Port-Au-Prince Knoxville Anvan
Manhattan South Bend Albany Brooklyn - where you coming from?
Africa Port-Au-Prince Knoxville Anvan
a miracle, sheltered me in His tabernacle,
Then He gave grace to a sinner, He's my provider
And when I was done He saved someone like me.
CHORUS
Oba to 'n
panicking
We reach a new hight
Because it's meant to be
He sold his soul to find a new melody
That is blasphemy
Only God can see
Only God can see
Give it all
Africa Port-Au-Prince Knoxville Anvan
Manhattan South Bend Albany Brooklyn - where you coming from?
Africa Port-Au-Prince Knoxville Anvan
[Snoop Dogg]
Brothers is wack by popular demand
Chasing fame and girls living they life on cruise control
But tell me, what do it profit a man
those sleigh bells ringing
And the Tabernacle Choir singing
I wonder what Santa's bringing
Bringing for you my dear
Oh it's been a long, long year
He has Jupiter for a pillow,
an angel choir for a lullaby,
clouds for a blanket,
and the moon is his night light.
But he don't ever sleep,
'cause
or even like this song
But I'm just speakin MY truth, cause I heard it sets you free
And my conversation's with God, even though he speaks through me
I'm
Preaching to the public
How Jesus took away
The shackles
No more shackle shackle
Way to anointed
To tackle
Now I tabernacle
With the God
Of miracles
Faithful
find me (come get it)
Lil' bro in that bitch chillin' he ain't tryna come home cocky (he chillin')
He comin' home to a dollar (dollar), and a mansion
do Sanaa Lathan
Fire Satan, God body, I got the choir hatin'
Rich and rude, plus my lifestyle is ravishing
Laying wood on your wife
I swear it's
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