Lyrics:
And when the night is cloudy there is still a light that shines on me
Shine until tomorrow, let it be
I wake up to the sound of music, Mother Mary comes
actually signed
Still killin'? (Yo, yo' voice sound buck)
And when it comes to killin' a mic, they ain't willin' (for real, yo)
And I'm supposed to be
Don't let them silence your sound
Together we stand proud
Refusing to give up our inner sound
Don't be afraid to think be who you wanna be
There is no
There's so much in a sound
So much in a sound
In this sound let there be release of anointing
That breaks the yoke and breaks bondage
Let the sound carry
this fame
It ain't worth a lot
Only thing I know, is I'll never let you go
As she takes the stand
By the look in her eyes I can tell that's she
the heavens hear your worship
Holy Jesus
Holy Jesus
Let it be a sweet sound in your ears
Let it be a sweet sound in your ears
I feel you near
I hear you near
it with art, and Jimy did it with sound
But, by all these men, it was found
Each and every person can be just as renowned
Don't let the world's racist
say, With these words
The congregation heard
By the end of shabbos
It will be difficult to stop us!
177 Bridge
By the end of shabbos it will be
stopped smoking
I wanna buy a home
Play on my stereo my favorite songs
It's hard to get out
When you know that you might be dead
By a fucking rocket
saying but the pussy is good.
[Soopafly]
Yeah it is nice. Heh heh heh.
I said I said
(Chorus)
I said it might sound crazy but I'm so in
su idioma
Que todo se descontrola
I don't care if you don't like
Better check my sound!
Let me get this out!
Cuz you won't even believe it
When you get
the night is cloudy there is still a light that shines on me
Shine until tomorrow, let it be
I wake up to the sound of music, Mother Mary comes to me
oh
Oh oh oh uh oh it will sound too good to be true too good to be true
Now let us declare miracles everywhere
Doors open everywhere
Everything is
I aint worried, how I'm getting home tonight
Long as you spin it up yeah, I won't be by the wall
Come come give it up yeah
Till the moons a sun
Till
I'ma let your grandpa hit it, mix it up with cocaine so he can't forget it
Fuck it, maybe I'm a bum
But I was put on this earth to make your baby mama
(Let's run it, let's run it, let's run it)
Yo, fuck you, Kanye, first and foremost
For making me do this shit, muhfucker
Had to throw everybody
it with art, and Jimy did it with sound
But, by all these men, it was found
Each and every person can be just as renowned
Don't let the world's racist
it with art
And Jimy did it with sound
But, by all these men, it was found
Each and every person can be just as renowned
Don't let the world's racist
saying but the pussy is good.
[Soopafly]
Yeah it is nice. Heh heh heh.
I said I said
(Chorus)
I said it might sound crazy but I'm so in
Huey Newton
I feel it, it's in the air
White cop with a stare
New judge in the chair
This shit hittin' the fan
But me, I'ma be smart and legalize my shit
let's go 100 200 300 uh I don't give a fuck about you fuck niggas 400 500 600 uh 700 800 900 uh one g like Chris breezy I run it
One thing you can say
And when the night is cloudy
There is still a light that shines on me
Shine until tomorrow, let it be
I wake up to the sound of music
Mother Mary comes
then let me slide (get by)
Then give it just one more try
To get it right
Can you hear it creeping?
Can you smell its breath?
I've got eight behind me
Let the devil out
Let it break, make it go like, alright
See the sins, it begins by my whole night
Don't let it drown in your deepest
Let it all fly
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