[Intro Pastor Troy] Ha-ha, ha-ha, come here girl Ha-ha, ha-ha, come here girl Ha-ha, ha-ha, come here girl Ha-ha, ha-ha [Chorus CJ (Pastor Troy)] (Oooooooh
sheets, that cover that scent that it renders. Never will it stop -- ever, never, Never will it stop --? ever, never, Never will it stop -- ever, never, Never will it stop. Never
Far to Southerners, the best man the winner And only this morning does the best man remember Fighters seen the weak, more success than inventors And a saint never
was plain in view He said wait for it then in a day or two He straight poured it on out in the upper room Then the fire fell on a chosen few It wasn'
But now he's married And he kicks his wife's ass Says it comes from problems That he had in the past Doesn't like Blacks Claims he's upper class Joined
Here is the stone, and this is the inscription it bare: 'Below Lies Black Paul, Under The Upper... But Above and Beyond The Surface-Flat-Fall There.' And all the angels come
, uh, I've seen you before, I've been you and more I was the one bearing the pitcher of water I rent the large upper room Furnished with tidings of your
you're feeling down and alone You should be thinking back that you've got music And if you don't know where to go You should shake it back when the beat
saw, clear as light, Jean Valjean in the sewers that night. Had this corpse on his back Hanging there like a bloody great sack. I was there, never fear
to Southerners, the best man the winner And only this morning does the best man remember Fighters seen the weak, more success than inventors And a saint never
nights I put up a strong fight Second sight all along made the song come out right I varied my style, being wild was my game My songs never sound the
time has come to part Separate the colors of the space, the upper deck of cards If I catch you slipping, even wishing or thinking of coming here I'd study
Uh, uh, I've seen you before, I've been you and more I was the one bearing the pitcher of water I rent the large upper room Furnished with tidings of