Lyrics:
special and such wonderful singer ever
I love how you say about love in this song
(Can't believe you were lip singing)
My super queen, Shania Twain
My
not sing because
It has an answer
It sings because it has a song
Maybe my songs are songs
And my microphone is pointing God's finger
Maybe I'm a prophet
the days are hastening on, by prophets seen of old
When with the ever circling years shall come the time foretold
When the new heaven and earth shall own
the days are hastening on, by prophets seen of old
When with the ever circling years shall come the time foretold
When the new heaven and earth shall own
of you
And the bees were humming church songs
They only sing for queens
The bees were humming church songs
They only sing for queens
Fruits in
(You know I'm trying to make it happen for us right now
I gotta do what I gotta do, for me and you)
I remember we were living like kings and queens
Me everything fi mantain you
Hail the queen so mi name you
Some bwoy gi dem gal everything and dem madda suffa
Me everything fi mantain you
Hail
Me everything fi mantain you
Hail the queen so mi name you
Some bwoy gi dem gal everything and dem madda suffa
Me everything fi mantain you
Hail
car
The song you never, I'm glad I written
Hidden in my heart, bump it in your car
Not long ago to you, I wouldn't listen
Now I'm driven by my heart, Dy
car
The song you never, I'm glad I written
Hidden in my heart, bump it in your car
Not long ago to you, I wouldn't listen
Now I'm driven by my heart,
in beats is they way that we say salute
Salute in tribute, light a candle
Play a song
As their legacies continue on and on and on
(Rest in beats)
Let the world evolve tonight, tonight
The queen don’t know where the winds will blow
Through the gaslit streets where the ripper sows
Let
and revive
Vibranium black don't crack
And those feeling despised
By they own kind, we kindred in our spirits aligned
Like Jordan they want our mind our price
the taking
A story foretold by the child of prophecy
To reclaim his throne as the prophets king
The ides of march will trace
The lament of a forgotten race
not afraid to preach His truth
We exposing you
Won't let them talk how they wanna
Posted been by the corner
You claim to lead your flock
You not no
And from the other side
A sheer white knuckle ride
So young yet feel so stung by the game
I know what's left in a name
With all those national
o'er its Babel sounds
The blessed angels sing
For lo! the days are hastening on (hastening on)
By prophets seen of old (prophets seen of old)
When with
in
I'm the investment
Bitch
Yeuh
I can't understand why you hate
Let the music talk
And that shit set you straight
How I tell it
I'm a prophet
gifts to Him
The Herald cngels sang the song
Of peace good will to men
The Savior prophets wrote about
Had come to us at last
We celebrate on Christmas
was blind
I hit the L, then we yell out
"It wasn't my time!"
I loaded up shells, one by one
You smelled blunt from my room door
Little Nasir was at war
Outta one came many, Electric Man runnin through the Electric City
Ruled and govern by electricity, it's like a dream
Our superiors are pathetic
or even like this song
But I'm just speakin MY truth, cause I heard it sets you free
And my conversation's with God, even though he speaks through me
I'm
of strange songs
I went my own twisted way
Mocked by the world
Feared by the righteous
But always where I wanted
Now that all has changed
the "dark", "five arch angel" with heart
Ain't "no love without hate", can you tell 'em apart?
It's "bloody choices" from prophetic voices
Anointed by
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