Lyrics:
Rest in heaven to Dr Charles Stanley and Dr John Fuller
Blessings to the real preachers and teachers out here
Trouble times trouble times he got me
Extremism, lawlessness, violence, disease, joblessness, and hopelessness.
With unity we can do great things, important things. We can right wrongs, we can put
like John, the one who Jesus loves yea
And not John the one who loved Jesus
I lose time thinking you love me like a thesis
That I'm stuck in disbelief
the Word
In possession of His two natures
Yes according to the divinity
He literally can be in two places
Both at the same time
The Son is considered
of John Galt
Rewarded, slavened
Economic equations
Selfish to a fault
Things are never too wrong to right
Things are never too wrong to right
Never too
Machine gun as we get the wrong one
Master Mark, Master Paul, mister Luke and John
If we like what we see we chance a situation
Nothing don't pay
And someone says
"You're in the wrong place
My friend
You better leave"
And the only sound that's left
After the ambulances go
Is Cinderella sweeping up
even come up in my lane
I remember the day felt hopeless
Now we up and they say that we owe
You know they need me right now
John Cena
You can't see me
got for you don't come in pills
Fast forward a month or two of obedience
Had the right recipe wrong ingredients
Surface healed but my ways remained
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
I was raised in a time of regret and bad news (uh-huh)
So I was taught my values by bad dudes (uhh)
Hustlers and killers.. they taught me wrong
correct me if I'm wrong
But it didn't really sound like you knew what you were saying each time
Mm-mm, I did not
But I think a sort of dialogue would work
the greatest MC of all time
When I created rhyme for the simple fact
When I attack I crush your pride
My intention to ride, every time all night
I'm faced
the greatest MC of all time
When I created rhyme for the simple fact
When I attack I crush your pride
My intention to ride, every time all night
I'm faced
Was not enough, I choose light
Am I right, am I wrong
That's the wrong question
Every night writing songs
That's the god's blessing
Just a boy
Without
to me though I love this shit
Go long days, longer nights
Talk too much, the wrong advice
All the lights, and call my life
Doctor, doctor, will you
brother Little Red.
I should have known from the first time when I realised
their special connection, that I just didn't fit in
to my father's plans.
risk and calculate the odds and place bets on those odds, right? That's their occupation. Any reasonable insurance person would say the risk of this is
Machine gun as we get the wrong one
Master Mark, Master Paul, mister Luke and John
If we like what we see we chance a situation
Nothing don't pay
A couple of cocktails'll send me to jail
There's a couple of cops hot on my trail
But this time, when I get pulled over
There's a Doberman Pinscher
out of de afflicted time
an' time again.
Porgy: Time an' time again.
Peter: Oh, my Jesus!
Serena: Oh, doctor Jesus, what make you ain' lay yo'
happened so quickly, so quick, by surprise
Right there in front of everyone's eyes
Greatest magic trick ever under the sun
Perfectly executed, skillfully
she breaks my heart then hell the place that she belong uh
Aye
Is it really right or wrong
Aye, uh, aye, uh
20 gang, 2Official, aye, uh
when time stopped.
Garcia does something that makes me forget about those car speakers forever. Garcia, a genius, grabs me by the arm and he walks me out
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