Lyrics:
the castle gate
One more time I'll fulfill my fate
Called by a voice which I can't ignore
Enticing sounds and twists of the tongue
A vampire hunter without
I'm singing concrete facts
So bring the soldiers back
What mean that you beat my people
What mean that you beat my people
And grind the faces
I'm singing concrete facts
So bring the soldiers back
What mean that you beat my people
What mean that you beat my people
And grind the faces
born Oh Hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah
Hallelujah Hallelujah
The shepherds left their flocks by night
To see this baby wrapped in light
A host
they walk in Egypt
But the people of God who assault the seas
And the Earth until the Church
Is off to see Him
Lemme jam it man, not by my own works
But
Woke up outta my sleep in the middle of the night
By the angel Gabriel who came to me about my wife
(Behold) the son she bears
He's the precious lamb
of room and the hotel can't afford ya
It's the time of year with the census here
My wife was definitely gifted, that's what the Lord's angel said
She was
Seems like 10 years ago
Lord today my mind is slow
Me and Mickey Craig was running west from Idaho
Robbed a bank to get some bread
Seems like 15 men
I'mma walk in the path the Lord has paved for me
One foot at a time, niggas follow my footsteps
Put the world on my shoulders, leave one set
public if I'm feeling threatened by the Enemies
I know niggas is wondering reading my lyrics I guess they believe that I'm meant for this
No my earnings is
The path of a righteous man is beset on all sides
By the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men
Blessed is he who, in the name
living so though, why did I choose to drink this cup?/
This love that I'm searching everyday for/ from above, hear me uttering a "save LORD!"/
'Cause my
Web
And that's www dot
Or WWE cause we got the F out
With this little light of mine
We're going to find the best route
So Lord God please order my steps
ask a nigga what that G like
I remember playing curve ball, and soccer
They got most of my homies chained up, in 5-by-7 lockers
The days ain't
ask a nigga what that G like
I remember playing curve ball, and soccer
They got most of my homies chained up, in 5-by-7 lockers
The days ain't
you shine
Mountain top we dey climb,
You better watch ur back cause snakes are behind
But da lord is my shepherd,
And I shall never lost,
Cause em back
battalion
The Stono rebellion with gold medallions
James Baldwin with an M16
Amiri Baraka with an Ellington swing
Lifted voices singing of teeth, trees,
Fulfilled God's whole plan
The Shepherds bowed down
To the One who is crowned
King of all the earth
The wise men brought gifts
Gold frankincense
To Jesus
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Some people trust in gold and silver
Some people trust in mortal men silver silver
I’ll put my hope in the creator
Cos in his hands I’m just a pen yea
Turn my heart into a stone, let me sink
I've turned my suffering into a cause for hate
By his decree we were compelled to reconcile
You cannot
I gotta few things I wanna ask the Lord
Why my people gotta be so poor, feel me
And why's it so rough when you're young and black
They say you go
analysis all this evil
Psalm 23, the lord is my shepherd
So don't I fear I'm a wild kid
Shadow shadow what you waiting for
Yea about mula make it more
filled with sillicon
'cause he's impotent at ripping up the
Men that are better than him
I'll sever his head off and bloody
My machette turn his brain
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