the Bible Died on the cross All in the name of love Like Diana Ross Chicks are dyeing their hair And dudes are dying to floss I'm dying to see Christ
would of thought that I would be this fam-ous Put in work until it hurt but keep pretending it's pain it's Affiliated with killers when we fight us to the death
hate you to death But yet I loved you so, wanted you to feel my pain since 91 So brother come with me, and die slow I hate you to death, but yet I loved
your love Like a wounded dove In the covered cage of night Every star is crossed By phrenetic thoughts That seperate and then collide And they twist like sheets Till you fall
moderate they ask why we don't write love songs. What is it that we sing then? Our love of life is total, everything we do is an expression of that,
hung like thieves wreathed in scant arabesques And through the chill earth it bedwed Her drawling breast Like a come dream true under etched glass spent Making love
Thee I invoke, bornless one all woman, pure predator wherein conspiracy and impulse dwell like a seething fall from grace Thee I worship... Thou art
rescue) ["We Have Seen His Glory" Lead: Barry Wilson] We have seen his glory Oh, what an awesome power from above We have seen his glory Yeah, Jesus (we
Chunk By my side when I ride in LA We party with the stars & the starfuckers And everybody love us Yeah I do cocaine yeah I love to drink Love to get
vs. West the rap game where words became flesh A whole pound of herb won't desolve my stress Still I ride to the death, love hip-hop Cause Afrikabababa
pick at your brain like The Mentalist Though some bump their gums like a tattle-tale I'm top gun, number one like an alpha male Nightingale fly in the
no love anymore Do it (raw), the Psychorealm's (raw) This war's gonna end all, you ain't seen a storm before I ain't taking this shit no more We approach
'm so in love With everything about you Jesus Only your love, your love, your love Only your love, your love, your love Only your love can save somebody just like
We will never fall Thru the war, we'll always stand tall (Why) Cause in the end we'll be remembered as some young muthaf**ka soldiers [E.D.I] When we was kids, the loving
just your habit of culling time Beausoleil, a Death In June under a menstrual moon Beausoleil, Scorpio rising but the Light Bearer falls Beausoleil, the
niggas...crud love baby.. Verse 1: (Ruk) <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> Aiyo, I zone out feelin' like I'm in Capone