Lyrics:
In my pile of coffee grounds
The days are better the nights are still so long
Sometimes I think I'm the only cab on the road
Sometimes I think I'm
Saved, we are saved
The keys to the grave have been stolen
What could ever pay the cost?
On Calvary's hill there rose a cross
And could it be that
And any girl like you deserves a gentleman
Tell me why are we wasting time
On all your wasted cryin'
When you should be with me instead
I know I can
they are (uh)
Me and Hit-Boy, they say we like the new Gang Starr (uh)
Me and Flacko, they say we the new Wave Gods
Shout to Max B, he could be home
You can be twisted but still optimistic
Be the black sheep but not a statistic
May not know who you are but you know what you got
So hang
And any girl like you deserves a gentleman
Tell me why are we wasting time
On all your wasted cryin'
When you should be with me instead
I know I can
and earth
Resounds throughout heaven and earth
Name above all names, you are glorious
Wonderful and true, power for you
There will be a day when every
Everybody's thinking about the rain
Everybody's thinking about the rain
Wonder if the sun is gonna come again, things are looking bad
Everybody in
lady's sung, the president has spoken
These days that you were waiting for will come and go
Like any day, just another day
There's never gonna be
Jesus, don't cry
You can rely on me, honey
You can combine anything you want
I'll be around
You were right about the stars
Each one is
Jesus, don't cry
You can rely on me, honey
You can combine anything you want
I'll be around
You were right about the stars
Each one is
There's no need to sympathize
For kind and sure are those eyes
Are you getting scared my dear
Are you getting scared
To shyly compliment
as, as...
Are you on? Are you switched on?
Another cup of java.
Get me some nickels, Barney.
Drip, drip, drip.
Give me a cup of coffee.
Drip,
a while since I've seen your smile
Light up the night like the fireflies
Honey, we're too young to be sitting somewhere, doing nothing
Let's get out
choices to be made
Then he took a little drink
And I heard him say
I do not play no rock and roll
Would not be moved to sell my soul
The demons are
Sixteen, sixteen, sixteen more minutes
'Til we're number one
(Let's go team)
Gotta get it together
Yeah, pull up and shoot, score
Are you ready, are
a caricature that has no content
My style is masterful, multilateral
I could battle a fool and be naturally cruel
Words of scorn are a disastrous tool
From
Sixteen, sixteen, sixteen more minutes
'Til we're number one
(Let's go team)
Gotta get it together
Yeah, pull up and shoot, score
Are you ready, are
Sharing one Gatorade no dogs of our own
So we walked Bear and Jane
Playing B-B bridges hopping over gates
Just to go swimming yeah we were bad
Tryna holla
Chris Brown)
And thick as can be (yeah, yeah)
We are live back on Nappy Boy Radio
This is your boy DJ Pain (oh yeah, yeah)
I gotta get outta here,
right back to you. Half an hour and we'll be free.”
[Instrumental]
Beggar Woman: Beadle!… Beadle!…
No good hidin', I saw you!
Are you in there
It's a great day to be alive.
You know, it's just like I can breathe for the first time.
I finally had enough and things are looking up.
Wow, we
less beautiful or more special than the next
We are all blessed and so wise to accept
Thy will, love, be done
Love, thy will be mine
And make me
less beautiful or more special than the next
We are all blessed and so wise to accept
Thy will, love, be done
Love, thy will be mine
And make me
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