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again?
I'm like hold up give me time my man
See a lot of things change some stay the same
Went from Tulsa to Bangalore to Kammanahalli man
One thing that's

MY NAME IS AMERICA	3:37    lyrics and music by Kurt Orning 

						
Born in the grip of oppression
I fought for my liberty
I paid with the blood

to curse you
Am just here to bless you
Man's here to preach the Gospel
I once was blind
But now see
God's words are crystal clear now
I once was lost
But now

from getting blood clots
Strategize my goal never catch Me in a potshot
Work hard enough i will earn The jackpot
Everyday in the lab or Workshop studying

Gospel gangsta, when I'm walkin' in
You want the fake daps and fake hug music
When they hear the strip club music, they gon' get the instrumental
If I

Disclosed you in the law
Discern, beneath our surface
O Lord, what we can be
That by your truth made guileless
Your glory we may see

For Luke, belov'd

Disclosed you in the law
Discern, beneath our surface
O Lord, what we can be
That by your truth made guileless
Your glory we may see

For Luke, belov'd

serves the Gospel to
Strike the right nerve
So when you finished with this cypha music
If the Cross ain't done yet
Then neither is the movement
His mercy,

Blood on the Dope

Yo Gotti

Blood on the Dope

white, don't get no blood on the dope

Burden on my head, dawg I need to get some bread
Chopper and a mask, gotta heater bustin heads
Now its music in

You know, gospel is more than a music genre
It's a message and we got some of the best
Messengers to ever do this
DJ Mykael V on the ones and twos

For America

Jackson Browne

Lives in the Balance

1986

I have prayed for America
I was made for America
It's in my blood and in my bones
By the dawn's early light
By all I know is right
We're going

Please come and see
Now I'm powered by the sun like a solar panel
Hold that light, like a light mantle
Spread the gospel like a wild fire
Light up

Lick Shots

Chino XL

The 3rd World

2008

apocryphal, non-canonical Gospel book
But I ain't goin nowhere, that's the motherfuckin truth
America don't care for its inner city youth - so I

[Chorus]

What you mean by that, what the ground represent?
The ground is gonna open up and swallow the evil
Right
That's how I see it, my word is bond
I see

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

agreements, statements of fact, trying to prove we can do it,
But sometimes when I'm alone like this I wonder just who can see through it.

Bargains

is actually a mandate.  We're all actors in this I suppose.
 
What has happened is that in the last 20 years, America has changed from a producer

dance to the death
Spill blood for my beliefs cause that talk is cheap
Knock out your gold teeth when i branish the heat
Firearms stay warm like

when you on your way up
Stay alive nigga
I used to go to sleep to some clapped rounds
And wake up to some mice on these traps now
Gospel music playing

white, don't get no blood on the dope

Burden on my head, dawg I need to get some bread
Chopper and a mask, gotta heater bustin heads
Now its music in

My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance

Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them

about when You sing chords
I just wanna go, Rand, seriously
I don't wanna be caught up in Your Music
I don't want to be identified by You
I don't want

flowed
America
Didn't care
She grabbed Mexico
By the hair
And pulled on her roots
By the roots
Her dark brown roots
Her roots
And I watched
To see
Which

don't wanna see you dead, why can't all of us be friends?
I don't want your people fed, and all that I can see is red
This is America, too
We're making

gravitated toward my ment-ality
My spiritual stamina
(God)
I've been praying Mr. Lamar
I promise
Spitting scripture on script
Splitting heads when I shift
But