rappers couldnt blow if a windy storm produce And sung a kiddie song and wore a power ranger suit Salute the first fruit, king david birth root Play the earths
PROLOGUE - (Part I) THE SCROLL AND THE LAMB Then I Saw In The Right Hand Of Him Who Sat On The Throne A Scroll With Writing On The Both Sides
[MUSIC & LYRICS BY DAVID DEFEIS] [ERINYES:] BY THE GODS - Black Slaughter BY THE GODS - You're King BY THE GODS - Blind Justice BY THE GODS - We Sing
Sebastien: Our Father, which Art in Heaven Hallowed be, Thy name Carlos: Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be done David: On earth, as it is, in Heaven Give
[MUSIC BY: DAVID DEFEIS & EDWARD PURSINO] [KLYTEMNESTRA'S SPIRIT:] Spirit of the Air... Remember Spirit of the Earth... Hear my Prayer Spirit of the
They stay watching like they keep me on a scope cam I'm in heaven with the angels that smoke grams You need God, that's why the earth so damned International
? Will you stand on your own or get down on your knees? Will your angels release you from where demons dwell? Will you make it into Heaven or go right
Where a mother laid her baby In a manger for His bed: Mary was that mother mild, Jesus Christ her little child. He came down to earth from heaven, Who
Of angels praising God and thus Addressed their joyful song: "All glory be to God on high And on the earth be peace, Goodwill henceforth from heaven to
when the times were hard You're a blessing from the heavens not a breed by god And if I die momma swallow the pain I leave this earth with your blood
Of His government there will be no end He'll establish it with His righteousness And He shall reign on David's throne And His name shall be from this day on
's brought upon the earth His angry body coils in the sand Stinging poison he spits on the hopeless ones in chains The blood of all the dead are on his
heaven, Who is God and Lord of all, And His shelter was a stable, And His cradle was a stall; With the poor and meek and lowly, Lived on earth our Savior
poem on the flyleaf... Andy: wait uh... David: ...of the published work Andy: ....hold on wait... David: ...uhmm... Andy: ...why do you keep mentioning... David
On with the flow, here we go, sickamo' Let us slip on back into the Blackwards row Niggas didn't catch it anyway They pat me on the back, talkin' 'bout