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Work your mind till it's warped in shame So don't be duped by that truth you fake I'm baked but not obsolete Talk truth to words told to teach Live lose
USELU LYRICS Written by Slizzy E Intro: The son EDO people brag with Slizzy lion Chorus: Na for Uselu where I grow Na them first clap clap for
Coucher de soleil The sun on one side I've reached the zenith & I've lost my clothes Held together by clothes pins Got the papers to prove it When
Of their country They won the battle Rights to be free The king is gone New rules shall be written By our hand Proclaim for all to see Across this
Sippin' on exotic you know how it goes Stacking all this paper till I pass out Los de tu grupo no son g's, solo quieren clout No me hables, ahora estoy
For 4yrs, Ive been working for the district Saw some wild things but Jesus kept me optimistic He said son I put here, I put you in position To be
me some help, Seeing shadows asking who is there, Knowing I'm alone and by myself, If I cannot breathe would you give me some air, It's hard
“More of You Lord” Dave Wellington Copyright © 2004 Run Deep Music cdmin by Song Solutions / Copycare
give anything to see my son It's been a long time coming Been a long time running I'm still running Life flies faster as I think of you Faster as I
Ces negros veulent sip on some lean So they pull on me Plug on track Plug on the phone Dope in the songs And you are a fucking Fiend That's why you
God rest you merry gentlemen, let nothing you dismay For Jesus Christ our saviour was born up on this day To save us all from satan's power when we
became the man, I'm not Abraham I got plenty sons, by the dozen Think you played me, could never happen Been playing safety, like it's madden This year I
met a young man who felt just the same A mean ranch hand by the name Isaac the Gun He said he had a plan to stick it to the man And needed to borrow Vic
as it rolled by Kent Finley had one rule play as long as you want to But son don't play nothing you didn't write Tell me where would we be without Texas
to sin same as anyone doesn't listen to the Son Rise up undisguised from heaven's eye Sent to lend signs to contend with dead lives Led by said lines Fed
hate! I’ll buy eight I’ll fly, skate Right by lames But you ain’t sayin nun Where ya fans jumpin ? Do my dance or sum Back in school days I ain’t
As I make my way through his gate, all those years they flash right by I knock on the door and hope the wait won't bring a short reply It's a long, long
they hands Sedate, weed in my plans It's bait, feeding the fans until the speakers jam We ain't even fam, so why you acting like you know me from
said boy everything‘s all right A Devil born in red hot iron Can die by red hot iron Red Hot Iron
worshiping Monday come down to your son now was to be peaceful but now I don't know after life is nothing and joy they want you all now so couples to dye
Country USA Thank You Lord Every Single Day I Know You're Taking Very Good Care Of My First Family I Know We Will All Be Together One Day One Big Family
eternity Don't you feel, it's getting real What's the deal, in this ideal? I'll be the damaged one By this brutal gun I am the last to run Becoming
doesn't change I was driving down main in my chevy that i paid a buck twenty five for A plane went by, and I thought it was time, any day now we're gonna
Anunnaki serpent beings and plumbed serpent priests The sons of Anu And the ha-Elohim They're all the shining ones by holy decree Serpent beings are filling
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