'm the dopest nigga , word to ronald reagan she don't play no games, she blow me like a sega. hundred thousand on my tax, twenty thousand on my tats,
that love began Over meadows, over mountains They came from valleys and from streams Every poet and every king And one little shepherd with a dream But as the shepherd
[Intro: sample] I know how tough it is *gunshot* [Killah Priest] My life flashes, I'm eight years old, my face stares cold At the pastor, as he picks
the bush wick dutch master rapper I love black women and I hate fuckin' crackers, check me yo My breath stink 'cause I smoke skunk punk Everyday of the
my Lord... You sent your son to save us Oh my Lord... Your very self you gave us Oh my Lord... That sin may not enslave usand love may reign once more
Sept 18, 1956 King Single #4989 With Bill Doggett's Combo-Bill Dogget-organ, Billy Butler & John Faire-guitar Edwyn Conley-bass, Shep Shepherd-drums
cries! And she cries! Oh, she cries Shepherds all gather 'round Up above the star shines down A baby changes everything Choir of angels sing Glory to the newborn King
Sixteen years Sixteen banners united over the field Where the good shepherd grieves Desperate men, desperate women divided Spreading their wings neath
of angels shuffling in my iPod Niggas learned to raise their voices when I lowered my rod Staff of Moses, Pharaoh knows it, son, my word is my bond Tune my
the fame, but my name was missin' the art So I'm drawin' the line, and I'm crossin' the Ts And I'm dottin' my I's, barely catchin' my Z's But I'll be
the colours on the easel It?s my worlds nature the mother of my people It?s the sun dance moon walk Swing of my system The boogie to my baby With my
She's been seeing another man Infidelity runs in the family But that wasn't a part of the plan And shepherds watch the flicks by night At the King's
my shepherd And I shall not want Why do I still want you? All my friends say this will end You're not the one I need 'Cause I'm the kind that loves
More than enough God is enough You are enough for me Lecrae: Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want Takes away my fears, you restore my soul Off into
And twelve yellow willows shall fellow the shallows Small waves and thunder be my pillow Upon the gleaming water two swans that swim And every place shall be my
out secretly to take my head I layed back and meditate to the words they said Skip town for a month and grew some dreads Had a friend tell my family
the fame, but my name was missin' the art So I'm drawin' the line, and I'm crossin' the Ts And I'm dottin' my Is, barely catchin' my Zs But I'll be good
me down to rest upon your faithfulness My Shepherd, simply take my hand Your song restores my soul For Your name, You make me whole Joyfully I lift my