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by the camp fire
I been in the sun check the tan line
Sticking niggas up got their hands high
Twisting up their tongue got their hands tied
Threatening

hand
Lift it up to Jesus today oooh
C'mon, turn a little volume
Up on those prayers
Can we sing it one more time?
Lift your voice up
We're steppin' out

one of our chains.
So lift your hands and give thanks to God for His marvelous kindness
cnd for His miracles of mercy for those He loves!
For He smashed

to lift our
Hands in the air and cry for a switch

Michael Stipe:
Father, father

P Diddy:
Father help us, come on

Michael Stipe:
Everybody thinks we're

my head away
We gotta first world vision to comfty, to lift our
Hands in the air and cry for a switch

Michael Stipe:
Father, father

P Diddy:
Father

Somebody ought to lift those hands and sing with us ascribe greatness to this God
You are God all by yourself
Lift those hands declare declare

Sing for who

But His favorite song of all
Is the song of the redeemed
When lost sinners now made clean
Lift their voices loud and strong
When those purchased by His

back, keep it smooth Marvin Gaye-ay-way
Shit bangin harder than my ay-ay-A-K spray-ay-ay
Never cuse those who player hay-ay-ate
Eventually y'all will come

at least a
MOLLY
ISSA
She insecure bout what that future holds
See error signs down the road
But we used to those

2nd verse

This is all
Mind body soul
9

Squeeze her
She's a
Diva
She's at least a
MOLLY
ISSA
She insecure bout what that future holds
See error signs down the road
But we used to those

2nd verse

As I lift my hands
As I lift my praise before Your throne 
I know it's You who are my strength 
And You alone

As my heart is still
As I wait in

eye has ever seen the things that He has in store
Prepared for all of those who love Him and all those who endure (sing it!)

No more sorrow, no more

inside of those lungs
Get up and praise the Lord

Come on, my soul
Don't you get shy on me
Lift up your song
'Cause you've got a lion inside of those lungs

are a Rewarder
Of those who diligently
Seek Your face
All power all power is in Your hands
With You nothing is impossible to do

Somebody lift your

part of me is hoping this woman can recognize while my eyes are locked on her eyes but my mind is between her thighs
I'm trying to lay by her side

them to you
I was the first to say, I love you
We sitting on this plane, but you keep me grounded
I check out mentally surrounded
By all my fears, flaws,

Sometimes at night my pants go to the bathroom by they self
Even when I was little, nothing went my way
I got beat up and chased home from school every day

me
What's goin' on in the world today.
I'd rather be dead than to turn my head away
We got this first world vision too
Comfy to lift up our hands in

today?
I'd rather be dead than turn my head away
We got a first world vision too
comfy to lift our hands in the air
and cry for a switch

Michael Stipe (of

keep on renting until you can see it on your own
I won't let you hinder me
From what I know is meant to be
This year ill recover all
So lift your hands

Big booty bih she got racks on her
Milwaukee fan dat bih make it clap for them bucks
She drop that ass low then she lift that ass up
Put yo hand

start to raisin our hands, and shapin our eyes 

maybe if, you would lift 
your eyes and see (maybe) 
whats crackin, step back and 
peep it like a G (like

Afghanistan held for ransom
By the hand of this black man
Neo-colonial puppet
White power with a black face
He said fuck it i’ll do it
A master of disguise,

Wais man what up Act?
You brought those bitches by the other night
I liked the white one with the tit's
The blond one!
I was peeping her, can I get