Translation: Christmas Songs. Christ Was Born In A Shearing Shed.
shake, everything trembling The power of the truth was shooting through my Timberlands Here was my Lord Jesus Christ, my best friend again, come on Lord, you mean the world to me Before I was born
and Not caring, fuckin' the prosecutor at my hearin' Money laundering, honies wondering Who me? I reply casually Come, what God would be if He was a straight G Tonight, too tight out of a
one day you'll have kids And how you gon' explain all that *** you did I'm a soul survivor far from a crook She always said I was a lot smarter than
with half of my heart I was made to believe I'd never love somebody else Made a plan, stay the man who can only love himself Lonely was the song I sang
a rolling stone No need to pack a bag You just can't stop your hurt from hanging on The old man dies and then a baby's born Chan, chan, chan, change
re looked upon as a nigga just like me I'm a nigga, not a colored man or a black Or a negro or Afro-American, I'm all that Yes, I was born in America
She's a party-all-nighter from South Carolina, a bad mamajama from down in Alabama She's a raging cajun, a lunatic from Brunswick, juicy Georgia peach With a
And he's older than me and stronger than me And his arm's a little bit longer than me But he ain't on a JB song with me I be tryna chill They be trying
like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a dungeon dragon Like a dungeon dragon, like a dungeon dragon Raah, raah, like a
there was a speaker in my head Saying "seek and you'll be led" But instead, instead I loved you I was weak and mislead I was deeper than dead I was sinking
faced, Bitch I'm too great, Take your food tray, I was born on doomsday, Ain't no nigga like me, What's up to my gang, Big B's like a Breitling, Take a
ever crossed his mind He tells a joke I fake a smile That I know all his favorite songs and I could tell you his favorite colors green He loves to argue, born
not brittle And a friend is a friend Is a friend to the end and it's oh so simple A man is a man and a woman is a woman But the times we are living in
tears you away Now I wait for the springtime in Spain My love A beautful being's so sad and so strong You gave me a story you gave me a song When he
going to write a song at a time When my life and my moods were in order and fine But the hour was late and my room was a state And I realized that song
breathe When I was a stone no-one knew that I was there I'd sing my song but no-one ever really cared
brittle. And a friend is a friend Is a friend to the end and it's AH so simple A man is a man and a woman is a woman But the times we are living in
