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died in Iraq
Five hundred and nine died in Chicago
I arrived on the day Fred Hampton died
Uh, real niggas just multiply
And they say by twenty-one
jah your worthy, worthy of all praise
Forgive me have mercy for my evil ways
Oh jah your worthy, worthy of all praise
Forgive us have mercy for our
Running Scarred For The Doe,
Two. Got A Problem I'm A Let You Know.
Three. On Your Mark Get Ready Set Go,
By The Time You Get To Four Go Scrape Him Off
shekinah
May we from thee never be severed
I'll sing praise to your name forever
El Elyon far beyond yet close by
Nobody does it like God the most high
through all generations
The lowly, he sets on high
And those who mourn are lifted to safety
Rejoice in the midst of your storm
Void forms, but he also binds
me numb
But If you live by the gun, then you die by the gun Update double O- 1
Venmo, nah forget it
Praise the Lord and I will not forgive him
Praise
lost and I needed some help
I need some water, how deep is your well? I am not laughin', no Keenan, and kel when
I park in the back and I'm eatin' a pill
can't do
And I'ma stand firm in my faith
Givin praise, till Im bathing
In heavenly rain
Even at my worst, He loved me
Always right there by my side
Now
of puss and gore
the tattered unshelter of your desire
a passive only begotten, belated,
that we in turn be berated,
forgotten in the storm.
Then take this
to him
Who is my peace
He is my peace
(Even in the midst of your troubles, you have won the battle)
He is my peace
(Even when the storms of life come
heaven
Tell me why i shouldn't praise my father in heaven
You just hating on me cause you know he's got me covered
When God is by my side who shall I fear
and push him
'til his neck in and boil it
Thirst 'til everything in your saving
And checking is voided
Couldn't stone but he collect unemployment
Heard him
of progress
Black people dying by the second this is constant
The nonsense to lack com sense in these times is
Bondage we chasing after things that lack promise
till all that's behind your tail is a frail duck
And, when the bodies pile in in the midst of storms so violin, what can you do but maelstrom
No flying
up
I am always in the midst so you better keep your head up
I been your shoes we paying these dues no need to complain
Opinions and views they come
A lonely mother gazin' out of the window
Staring at her son that she just can't touch
If at any time he's in a jam, she'll be by his side
But he
from Arkansas who wouldn't listen to his Ma
When she told him that he should go to school.
Well He'd stay away in the afternoon, take a little walk
sank beneath the tide
Gone to join those friends and shipmates in that heavenly home
Welcomed by his lovin' Savior singing praise forevermore
filling my soul every time I breathe
What Your plan is for me and my family
What You say in the midst of my studying
How to open my heart to Your thoughts
Put away the extinguisher
Burn like an incinerator
Preach Jesus to your neighbor
Let them know that you serve Him like a waiter
Hey
Been tested by
fo' mark it out
It's one mo' body in the hall for now
Verbal assault killer, calm him down
I open fire, made you retire
Hung your shoes from
fo' mark it out
It's one mo' body in the hall for now
Verbal assault killer, calm him down
I open fire, made you retire
Hung your shoes from
fo' mark it out
It's one mo' body in the hall for now
Verbal assault killer, calm him down
I open fire, made you retire
Hung your shoes from
the midst of the storm he's got all, All POWER IN HIS HANDS
You have all power in your hands, whoa - God has gotta do it, cover me Lord, yea yea yea and he
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