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I keep thirty on this bitch like Rambo
Hennebeeto behind the counter by the Jack Daniels
And the amigos gon' keep it unless you handle your candle

I'm fading away
Little by little I go away
I'm fading away
Day by day I go away
I'm fading away
Little by little I go away
I'm fading away
Day by day

The surrounding villages
And even from Jerusalem and Jericho

Jesus sees in this a sign that people thirst for 
More than survival and honor
They thirst for

get to know eachother
We're on this journey and I'll stand by your side
Why don't you start by telling me a little bit about yourself
And I said

You

Your face we seek
We long for Your Presence
Where You move You speak
You have our attention
We're drawn to You Jesus
Changed by Your presence
Can't walk

It seems I want to hear more from my beloved, than I want to hear from God, I feel so bad about it
Jesus wants me to call him too, he is waiting for me

little Limp Bizkit bastards
And Moby, you can get stomped by Obie
You thirty six year old bald headed fag, blow me
You don't know me, you're too old,

Salt Lake City 1973

Shawn Mullins

Eggshells

1996

riding between my brother and sister 
In the back seat of a '67 Buick station wagon 
With red vinyl seats 
We stick by each other 
And to those seats

slept adjacent, laid there in waiting
Separated by hospital blinds
Little did we know a process had been initiated
Halted, then resolved with adoption

this bizarre
Rapper style used by me, the B.I.G. (b.i.g.)
I put my key you put your key in, money we'll be seein (c'mon)
Will reach the fuckin ceiling,

Do you think it's more than enough for the moment
Do you think it's more than enough for the moment
Do you think it's more than enough for the moment

Feeding of the Five Thousand (John 6: 5 - 14)

1. Jesus took the little boy's lunch and fed five thousand with it

John 6:5-14 (New International Version).

Nothing Left to Be Desired

Johnny "Guitar" Watson

A Real Mother for Ya

1977

well, you're the gold that in my rainbow you ‘re all the else I tell you more I'd like to say 

Chorus 
oho oho baby I need you girl with you by my

geeked
Can't show no emotions chrome hearts on my sleeves
Feel like Chris Paul I've been fucking bad hoes by the three
Everybody shines together I feel

Spark it up again
Honey, where Chris been
Sabbatical
Radical
Red looking cool
In my little dot reticle
Literal biblical miracle when I get lyrical
Music

get goin. Alone. No Jericho. Let it go, n go on home. What more do you want, just go on home, so greedy  {background}

(Ending Hook) (0:31 - 0:46)
In my

Filthy Rich

South Park Mexican

Never Change

2001

pissed 'cause they can't get in free
New enemies still poppin' up
Throw away gats still chop 'em up
I walk in and the whole club stands still
More money

And This Make Me Say To Sick
A Girl Was Make Empty See
Who's Got A Little Marvelous Sing

Love Me More And Hang To Me
Party's Gate With Can Be See

I must tell Jesus
All of my trials
I cannot bear these burdens alone
I must tell Jesus, I must tell Jesus
Jesus will help me, Jesus alone
Does

They sayin' chris goin' crazy again
They sayin' chris lost his mind again
He only speaks on the women they say
Well I only got one more
Ight
My

shoes
Walk on by and tease us
Look at you boo
Make me believe in Jesus
Aaahhhh that's just how We're feelin'

A different pedigree
I'm next to knigs
My role resembles Jesus piece
The cloth a little different
My niggas this is the genesis
The beginning of new things
My

Jesus (Jesus)
Why do we have so many judges like it's a day of judgement (Of judgement)

Sad episode of everybody hates Chris
Like I'm feeling sick

tit-for tat wit
Anybody who's talking This shit, that shit
Chris Kirkpatrick
You can get your ass kicked
Worse than them little Limp Bizkit bastards