The stars will cry the blackest tears tonight And this is the moment that I live for I can smell the ocean air Here I am pouring my heart onto these
I touch down in Atlanta with the dangerous crew Grab the microphone, spit this game at you It never ends, I just keep goin' Pimps keep pimpin', hoes keep
To our best friend, present past and beyond Though you weren't with us too long Life is the most precious thing we could lose While you were here the
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(Intro) Remix! (Rick Ross) Remix! (Rick Ross) Remix! (Rick Ross) Chevy Ridin High Boy (Yo Gotti) Its Rickey Ross (Rick Ross) Mon E. G. (Mon E. G.) Its
Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop Oh no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll Stop, drop, shut 'em down, open up shop Oh no, that's how Ruff Ryders roll
Niggaz bitches Uhh Niggaz Grab your dick if you love hip-hop Bitches Rub your titties if you love Big Poppa Gotcha, open off the words I say because "
Intro: Some way, when these 2 Americans stepped on the moon The people of this world were brought closer together And it is that spirit, the Spirit of
(Violent J) Killas kick the anthem like this Juggalos up in this bitch, up in this bitch Killas kick the anthem like this Juggalos up in this biiiitch
BATTLE HYMN OF THE REPUBLIC Writer Julia Ward Howe Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the
I am a pilgrim and a stranger Traveling through this wearisome land I've got a home in that yonder city, good Lord And it's not not made by hand I got
I've got a home in glory land that outshines the sun I've got a home in glory land that outshines the sun I've got a home in glory land that outshines
Glory hallelujah, I shall not be moved Anchored in Jehovah, I shall not be moved Just like a tree that's planted by the waters I shall not be moved In
Some glad morning when this life is over I'll fly away To a home on God's celestial shore I'll fly away I'll fly away, oh glory I'll fly away When I
Soon we'll come to the end of life's journey And perhaps we'll never meet anymore 'Til we gather in Heaven's bright city Far away on that beautiful shore
There's a land that is fairer than day And by faith we can see it apart For the father waits over the way To prepare us a dwelling place there In the
Just as I am without one plea But that Thy blood was shed for me And that Thou bid'st me come to Thee Oh, Lamb of God, I come, I come Just as I am though
Brightly beams our Father's mercy from His lighthouse evermore, But to us He gives the keeping of the lights along the shore. Let the lower lights be