live greater? All he ever does is wish for a chance Wishin he could buy the suits and the silk pants And all she ever does is pray That one day she'll
find some sympathy. Never ask us to play this song, or that song about our pants, or our Kitty-Doggie. Never ask us to play Godzilla, or Shut Up, or a song
bought a hot dog. From who? George Drakoulias (D) Year And A Day MC, for what I am, and do The A is for Adam and the lyrics, true So as pray and hope
From my jaws to my torso where my organs are stored And from my balls in my draws to the floor I pray to God they hurry up and start the third World War
, but fear not! This hell is only a test of your faith and resolve. The power of Magica did not vanish in fire. On the third day I will evoke the spell
pray for/ yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah/ I said run to the hood and tell em im the nigga they gotta pray for, lay low and stay low [
And I lift You up when I praise Your name They nailed His hands and He hung His head and died But on that third day, Hallelujah He got up from the grave
moving up (we're coming together) Jah, Jah Children them moving up Let's sing JAH happy song (Children) Give JAH thanks and praise yea We've been down
day to take all the greatest bluegrass song titles in the world and string ?em together to make this song right here, The Bluegrass Widow. Quite possibly the worst bluegrass song
, Peter Rowan And finally I got the brilliant idea one day To take all the greatest bluegrass song titles in the world And string ?em together to make this song
the third day behold the King On the third day death has no sting On the third day we?re forgiven and reconciled On the third day the saints rejoice
My Everything, And My Everything Is You. Meetin On A Wednesday, Hop Up In My Benz Babe, Its The Third Day, So I Call It Da Romance Day, Kiss & Huggin
a loser And if I see her face At my show again I'll bruise her Duality of Styles' Diss track was garbage Illustrait, garbage Souljah Boo, fat garbage And praise
lift your hands if you know that Jesus is worthy Open up and give him praise let's do it in a hurry If you love him let's glorify in the song and in the
Pray For Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah I Said Run To The Hood And Tell Em Im The Nigga They Gotta Pray For, Lay Low And Stay Low [Chorus
door stands open - Across lines, invisible hands are held, golden streamers building in the night. <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni