, All remind me once again: The Best Gift of All is JESUS His love knows no season or place You can see Him in the firelight Reflected on each face...
that he could do all things Through Him who gave strength and can do all things And he told them they did well sharing through all pain And made sure
Uncle Tim, Gift of Gab, Supreme Lyrical. [Chorus: x3] Ya gotta keep growin', There's a purpose underneath it all, divine plan a scheme of all, Then
hit 'em with the gift. Say "Bye bye" to them haters, haters. No more lies ? they can't fade us, fade us! Why they wanna test? Now you rockin' with the best
this year Sell crazy somewhere else trick (Were all stocked in here) Hey! I think I wanna say it again, y'all Y'all can't fuck wit us [Hook: Tech N9ne
I gotta send'em A gift Bump this in your ride or in the club Giving everybody what they need I give it all So they give it all back to me Hataz don'
trade And you more like Wade And I ain't playin' I'm more like Cuban Not the cigar, Mark, introduce him "It's the new" - [Beastie Boys] "Best rapper alive" - [Jay-Z x4
for every young black man 4-Tay, you know how it is, only God can judge [Verse 1: Rappin' 4-Tay] I ain't trying to make you feel all down and bitter
gun cocks] Yeah! Yeeaaaah! [Chorus:] Nigga try me son, he best have the heat on him! Want my eyes closed, get to moppin' the street with him! Well I
will work out, [Ashanti & Faith] ''cause they do it all the time. [Verse 4: Fabolous] I ain't here to take up y'all time. I came to shake up y'all mind
lipped him Snatch his top lip, pervent him from talkin strip him Duct tape him, gag him Can't tolerate the bitchin, drag him, behind the wall Blow his
back, hear him rap? Isn't that Funkoars? You can find us staggered in a cipher, Turning human traffic to a five car pile up, We leave them all for dead
Im The Only One Can Trully Say I Dealt Wit Shady's Shit I Mean That Wit All Respect To Paul An Sheck But Ryan An Marshall Is All U Get My Flows Superb
in the hood hate him, drew a vase of him Blaze 'em, he actin like Shallah raisin him This is hydrogen, son ain't live as him He like Maguyver, chin 4 spies with him
Cause almost anyone can relate to Whoever's out of hand, I'm give him handles Light 'em up, blow 'em out like candles Or should I just let him melt? Then give him
t really dumb or nothin' All up on my jock lookin' for nuts for the lickin' Havin' such an ass, the nearest one I'm kissin' All up on my diznick and all
for all my blessings I'm my own worst critic cause it's important to keep testing My skills for future development I progress never regress Never let stress get the best
Cause almost anyone can relate to Who ever's out of hand, I'm give him handles Light 'em up, blow 'em out like candles Or should I just let him melt? Then give him
