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You told me that you had a bad day
Whole damn year didn't go your way
I said forget tonight today, time to hibernate
What is it you really wanna say?

Testimony

Fiend

Caledonian Cosmic

1998

lord I really must say 
Everything has got a message and a meaning to it 
A purpose, if you don't believe then your day is coming 
Now I'm a tell you

nations
I cannot see that God's
Not concerned
With different races
I still believe that God
Is the one
Whose gonna save us
Indeed it's hard
To admit my

cookies
I told her wear her hair so I could pull it
My money too tall to overlook me
Like John Salley, I'm coaching like Pat Riley
I used to hot box

Identity

J.R.

Rebel

2008

a two
But that ain't true
If she only knew
In Christ she is loved, she secure and accepted
Never be rejected by God whose elected her
Her beauty is

a nice ring to it like
A Golddigger supplied by your husband
Only rhymer who does it
Without a mind that is functioned
To be designed as a puppet
I'ma

is when you rewind me

Shout out to my carbon copies
You'll NEVER be me cause you

Make it look SLOPPY 

I just hold this shit down
By ANY MEANS

I Love My Lord
By Melvin Knoblett


I love my Lord.   That's all there is to it.
I love my Lord, more and more each day. 
Well, I wish I could

The City Bushman - In Answer to "Banjo," and Otherwise by Henry Lawson - Part A

IT WAS PLEASANT UP THE COUNTRY, MR. BANJO, WHERE YOU WENT,
FOR YOU

Booked a one way and told my dawg I was coming
Sold me on a dream and I didn't get the receipt
But shit is all wavy when u living by the beach
I would pay

I swear that I'm gone be the greatest 
See my dream 
I bet Imma take it 
Not day go by that 
I don't think imma make it
And when I do that
I bet you

The Raven

Basil Rathbone

Poems and Tales of Edgar Allan Poe, Vol. 1

chamber door;
                                          This it is and nothing more."

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,

Highway Number Three
Written by Melvin Knoblett


I used to travel far a wide, thinkin' only of myself.
I didn't need anyone to offer any help.
But

Sun is shining somehow it's raining within
Sharing multiple smiles though fake and unreal
Sometimes I feel like I can't get outta bed
It's my weight

Yeah its all mad risky
You gotta see how the hustle go
You know he caught up by his bros tho
Hes just another person
Another victim
Another one that's

satisfy my sweet tooth (no)
Amplified my beats is proof of light up
I only do as right, you only do as left (uh)
Now tell me whose the best, Lord Jamar,

never sober
Take me to the booth moving in big bags like Sean
I be slidin' if it's hosted by Melvin and John
And only would spit German wit Cida on a Song

Mama I Tried
Lyrics by Reverend Jamey Williams
Composed and Recorded by Melvin E. Knoblett


Mama I tried to make it work, but she didn't seem

who they want but it’s hard, when
They don’t take you serious
‘Oli wants to be a rapper?’ Man
He’s so delirious like there he is
I’m not cold hearted so

never do it for wealth yeah

Imma keep it real 
Imma do me give a fuck how you feel
Realest in my city by now you know the deal
Imma be the one whose

Juke Box Fury

Rickie Lee Jones

The Magazine

1984

like it here
When I first take you,
He's in the back doing his Father O'Riley for the cops.
But you'll like Woody
(He's hiding in the shed)

boy
And every time I do it, I go all the way
And when you see me burning rubber down broadway, I'll be like

Whose the one you say hi to now
The one you

me a favor
Do this joint justice
After play Gladys or Johnnie Taylor
Shirley, BB, ZZ, Melvin Waiters or Marvin Sease
Stroking by Clarence Carter, It

or beat me to it, so they want to partner, 
My success is predetermined and authorised by The Highest charter, 
Holy Ghost I'm rolling with stars, praises