Old time religion oh,give me that old time religi, give me that old time religion give me that old time religion it's good enought for me it was good
m glad Jesus came glory to his name of what a friend is he He's so freely gave his own love to save from all the sins set free I've got that old time religion
Give me that old time religion Give me that old time religion Give me that old time religion It's good enough for me. We will pray with Aphrodite, We
Certo che rivederti ancora adesso certo che non e piu lo stesso, qualche brivido mi da, e tu puoi non credermi ma non ti ho scordata mai, davvero. Certo
love of ballin' Get caught with 30 rocks, the cop looked like Alec Baldwin End of century anthems, based off inner-city tantrums Based off the way we was branded Face it, Jerome get more time
We have time for racism We have time for criticism Held bondage by our ism's When will there be a time to love We make time to debate religion Passing
women run for they lives Drizzlin' rain come out the sky every time somebody dies Must be out my fuckin' mind, what is this, the hundredth time? Sendin
may have to rewind this shit a few times Heaven, Heaven Check it out I know tomorrow ain't a promise That's why I live one day at a time So when it'
to see better days I turn my TV off Cuz I don't wanna look at the news Hard times seeing people crying Arabs and Jews Fighting for they religion Niggas
the hunger that a bum or abandoned child gets freaky, like Marv Albert, in outfits, by Chaka Givens I lecture how I got God but don't got religion Got
(verse 1) I used to know this woman who had the most beautiful tattoos on the top sides of both of her hands she was forty three years old and as far
was worried 'bout the trulency, please Got paid for them old timers puttin' in work Like Mr. Frank he sold fruit, watermelons and herbs Even though the times
prove complicity now, anna..., all good children go to heaven! i remember your face that august night when we lied about the beautiful time to come and that crazy old
See the fight, old men crying, deny their ruin. Watch them try. The cynic laughs at the optimist's closed eyes. Darkness falls, curtain calls, the cynic
Let's gather 'round the carcass of the old deflated beast, We have seen it through the accolades and rested in its lea, Syntactic is our elegance, incisive
Let's gather 'round the carcass of the old deflated beast, We have seen it through the accolades and rested in it's lea, Syntactic is our elegance, incisive
let's gather 'round the carcass of the old deflated beast, we have seen it through the accolades and rested in its lea, syntactic is our elegance, incisive
[Pusha T] Malice found religion, Tony found prison I'm just tryna find my way out this f-cking kitchen a birdseye view got me channelling my vision turn