Lyrics:
right? (Right)
Probably not but that's alright
Take it a step at a time
You'll either collapse or eventually get there
Woo
(It's that Willy Wilson shit)
singing for Jesus a long time
(I'm not tired yet)
Been running by day and praying by night
(I'm not tired yet)
I've gotta get going it's a mighty
this
Cain and Abel, Jesus and Judas
Caesar and Brutus, I see intruders avert your eyes
I told you keep out of the hood, circumcise
How could you
till it billions
Educate a racist pigs, that's Ronald Wilson
But you can always tell me how you feeling
I won't break your trust no Woodrow Wilson
hit the cot
Not what I meant by nod
Y'all sleeping on a god
Well maybe demi but my semi come equipped with dots
Drop top
Nonstop
Keep it moving, get
space for the wingers by drawing out the opposing defenders, allowing Wilson and Sancho to get in behind. Marangone is an interesting choice; hes been
up high
When you're down just look to the sky
He's always there, He's never far
All you have to do is call
(Doesn't matter)
Just keep on running
Just
Yo Chuck
We got running mixes in the headphones
Wicked
One, two, three, and I come with the wicked
Style, you know that I'm from
The wicked
Yo Chuck
We got running mixes in the headphones
Wicked
One, two, three, and I come with the wicked
Style, you know that I'm from
The wicked
(Tim Wilson/Dean Daugherty)
Timothy Wilson Music (BMI)/Admin. by Copyright International/Lowery Music (BMI)
Tim Wilson lyrics
Ricky Tidwell was
Running
Keep Running
Don't let your ego in
Kassiah my mentor
The story begins where it ends
Pray that i find my Sun soon
Maybe I'm flying too close
Garden
running
you damn right im a stunner
you damn right im from saturn
I know im no stunner man
shit look its tyler bam
but you knw me im a running man
people
over a phone
I'm Wilson Meadows
I promise
I'm grown
Seek and you find like your home
You can't be stuck on your past
Don't be scared to leave it alone
to teach me hustle
Now I run shit, but never running like Wilson Russell
I got a plan for every situation
And station, place them in varied secret locations
ARTHUR: Well, I AM king...
DENNIS: Oh king, eh, very nice. An' how'd you get that, eh? By
exploitin' the workers -- by 'angin' on to outdated
And you can't keep runnin in and out of my life
Whatcha want to Do?
And you better change your ways and start treatin me right
And you can't
doubt I'm talkin too you...
The black man is God
And my righteous name is Rashad
My honorable name is Rayvon...
L Wilson
So I keep building
The children
Batten down the hatch
'Cause we're all coming in
Like uninvited guests
Romancing everything
Keep your hands away
From what you can't afford
We don't
Time: 8:12 beach bum music bmi/beachead music, inc. ascap
Producer: brian wilson/lenny waronker
Co-producer: andy paley
Recorded and mixed by mark
I'm trying to win first place
I keep losing my breath
I keep counting my steps
Until I'm close to you
You wait right by your window
I'm trying to let
I'm that guy
Aye
Keep going at it until I'm a god
I turn this shit into history lessons
Without ever goin out and busting shots
I turn you into dementia
Time: 2:46 beach bum music bmi/beachead music, inc. ascap
Producer: brian wilson/russ titelman
Mixed by hugh padgham assisted by bob vogt at a & m
High on the life, shooting you to fall
Uh, ain't it beautiful
The clouds got you missing the tangible
See the dreams and seasons drifting by
You keep
Sike, I ain't loving that bitch
You should know that by now
I walk with that , uh, get back (Pow)
My gun trnna sound like it's shitting when them bullets
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