Lyrics:
a little mercy on me
Run away and hide
When I sleep the angels sing
But I cannot hear a thing
Eyes close
Dreaming of the better days gone by
When I
reason I'm next for
Before they kill me I'll murk the man 1000 times
Defend originality with stylish rhyme
Be blessed moor
Cam go stupid like he forgot
then cops a plea
A hundred thousand leagues beneath the sea
Deep depths makes rappers salted
Weak rapper's asses I cracks my foot off in
Lay down
a thousand tongues to sing/Our great Redeemer's praise/The glories of our God and King/The triumphs of His grace/BRIDGE: Holy, Holy, Holy/The Lord God
thousand years of wrong
And man, at war with man, hears not the love-song which they bring
O hush the noise, ye men of strife, and hear the angels sing
For
thousand years of wrong
And man, at war with man, hears not
The love-song which they bring
O hush the noise, ye men of strife
And hear the angels sing.
For
babe, I wasn't done!
Bye, bye forever thanks for the memories!
Oh, you want me to sing you a country song!
Come on, come on, come on, come on! I hahah
a little mercy on me
Run away and hide
When I sleep the angels sing
But I cannot hear a thing
Eyes close
Dreaming of the better days gone by
When I
But Keisha's got a big ole butt (c'mon)
So I'm leavin you (yeah, that's right)
I went past to Rutgers, about three o'clock
I tried to get a cutie,
Look, now, for glad and golden hours
Come swiftly on the wing
O rest beside the weary road
And hear the angels sing!
For lo! the days are hastening
full o'sparks half out o'key.
Nights would burn alive by the light of a pool
In a watermelon age of eager could-be-blooms.
To a feast of endless
'sparks half out o'key
nights would burn alive by the light of a pool
in a watermelon age of eager could-be-blooms
to a feast of endless sun-blessed afternoons
Oh no no no no no
Ehhn when I think of the things You do for me
And the way that You blessed and cared for me o oo
Lord my mouth would sing like
show more effort
Go four more levels I'm a king
Now we're here forever like it's inked
This for everyone in a mental Sing Sing
You're not alone I've felt
Bounty on his head, yeah
That's how you reuse it
Puttin’ powder in the engine
And the guns in the fenders
Coke and the drugs by my
Tongue and my dentures
I
Come thou fount of every blessing
Tune my heart to sing thy grace
Streams of mercy never ceasing
Call for songs of loudest praise
Teach me some
Rivers and stones and the trees of the field, they sing in the night
And a thousand tongues lay deep in your lungs to raise to the sky
Don't lie
I paint a picture
With a thousand words
Baby dont thank me
Thank the universe
My temper short
But my paper long
Fuck you pay me
Hope you dont take
whores
For equality, vocal ??? and wallabies
I smoke la like ??? it got me boomin like bad-a-bing
Rap, don't gotta sing 'cause I get my hum
handed me the match
So I set myself on fire
Gave you something good to watch
Mistrust as a second tongue
Mistresses this ain't my thong
Mysteries like
For the Menensky tribe worldwide
(will you please sing along with the old negro spiritual?)
[Chorus: x2]
The roof, the roof, the roof is
O for a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemer's praise
My great Redeemer's praise
The glories of my God and King
The triumphs of His grace
tug-o-war
Now tell me what we’re fighting for
The Sides are hypothetical, and if it’s medical
Well, the outcome is regrettable
The illusion must be edible,
where you goin' to?)
Came for the crown on the head of a G.O.A.T
(Exactly, nigga, roll that shit up then)
Half of an ounce in the pouch of my coat
I
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