Take my life and let it be Consecrated, Lord, to Thee Take my hands and let them move At the impulse of Thy Love At the impulse of Thy Love
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: Take my life and let it be Consecrated, Lord, to Thee Take my hands and let them move At the impulse of Thy Love At the impulse of Thy Love
stood my ground bitch, I get it up myself you just put it down they say I put my whole on display, to my dismay stop it, you carry-in on without logic let
takin my family to the top Uhh, remain hostile, flare out your nostril I make hip-hop, R&B, and gospel And y'all like, he can't be rich (yeah) He can't take trips, come back and
tinted on my ride when i drive in it so when i rob a bank run out and just dive in it so when the guys in it and if anyone identifies the guy in it i
salad, I'm a toss it, eat that shit up, Rick Ross it Shit it out, bag it up, sell it, I'm so damn rebellious Cause my mother let me do what I want She
don't even know me (uh-uh) Platinum or gold, I get it sold (that's right) All I wanna do is see you dancin and clappin singin and rappin, makin it happen Keep it
love me cos it's sport to break de, And kill at my own risk if I may Delay to spray with my ak and put it to rest Interlude: (*news report*) (yes we
I stood my ground Bitch, I get it up myself you just put it down They say I put my whole on display to my dismay Stop it you carryin on without logic Let
my family to the top Uhh, remain hostile, flare out your nostril I make hip-hop, R&B, and gospel And y'all like, he can't be rich (yeah) He can't take trips, come back and
scratched: "Let's get it on" - Chuck D] Let's get ready to rumblllllle! Street Fighter ("Let's get it on") Let's get ready to rumblllllle! ("Let's get it on") Let
every boy's hero And they fear it when they hear it when that little fucker's reciting my lyrics Yeah rebel nigga cheer it, dead parents everywhere It