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, our father, what's your desire?, we give you things in praise, your name we call upon, through these trying times we have come to find, we put our trust in you, you give us strength to do the things we wanna dooooo, not a party, but we did it like children study in school, i refuse to get deep deep inside of the mystery to know that it's you, how many people are true?, never could stress me out, thinkin attention of who?, mention the representation of plus dedication i'm lacin up the boots, happily out of the wonderment now, massage a thought, never could be my style, shoulda been bred they brought, go and provide some perfect wild, forever in a day and including now, beautiful love when nobody's around, how could i clown when it's so profound, you know what i'm talkin about, round for round and pound for pound, heavenly father i praise him now, our lord and savior jesus christ, lord comin in on a cloud, never commit adultery, phsyical thinkin outtakes the spiritual, never neglect the fact that, bad medicine, leads to sickness literal, i think you think too hard, and yes, we're comin up out they yard, what do you see? i see them soldiers takin charge, march, i see them soldiers takin charge, march, in the god of the name of jesus christ, the father, the son and the holy spirit, said in psalm 7, "you do unto others as you would want them to do to you", honor mother, honor father, praise god, love your brother and it'll be one love, to the day way sinnin be livin and it'll be alone, oh - feel it, heh, ooh, what they wanna do? i see jealousy, element of people in the family, check out the medley, ow, we sinnin up felonies; thank you, praise god runnin and the police thank you, elementary in the love school 'til the women come out to beef, and i'll shank you, shook you, shank you - heh, heh, and runnin in the belly of the beast i stank you, element shank you, and it's worse than a canker sore, don't let 'em flank you, thank you, don't let 'em flank you, haha, i think you think too hard, and yes, we're comin up out they yard, tell me what do you see?, i see some soldiers takin charge as they march, bring that song to the bentley{?} swangin, the wind is changin, spirit be arrangin, strange as it seems in these crazy dreams, lean, on jesus he's as one, that's the real thing, that's the real team, got some real cream, poppa makin honey, not money but the real bling, bada-boom bada-bing, and let your freedom ring, oh me, i'm mystical as ever all clerical, no little bits in the wind today, cannibals pullin out a can of that bullshit, that bullshit, tell the bitches plan away, scan away, literally been broke with a script, in the name of our lord and savior; jesus christ, in the name of the father and the son and the holy spirit all of it wise, that's why, holla back, one true god, i want you to spit it just like that, whatever, whatever happen happen, they ain't gotta like this shit, tell them motherfuckers out here it's for me, i want you tell 'em somethin, i want you to tell these mudder-fuckers, that i said they can kiss my ass!Song details
Artist: bizzy bone