please lift his soul and heal this hurt Then the congregation all stood up and sang The saddest song that she ever heard And then they handed her a folded up
up (Up, they got there hands up) All my real loud saints, lift your hands up (With there hands up) Lift your hands up, lift your hands up (Up, they
home Puttin' 10 in the chrome, lettin' all killin' it's on It don't quit, it don't stop Let the beat knock, beat knock Pull up at the spot, pull up
And always be proud of your identity But don't be governed by treasonous fools To enforce their tyranny Spoken: Oh, silver trumpet, be lifted up And
the skies I was thinking of you, and if I qualified Then when the trumpet blew The reality hit, this wasn't pay-per-view My can lifted up and out 'Til
Congo to your set I'm Alfred Hitchcock with my silhouette Pourin Blood On Beats till the trumpet is blown Coffins, I release em when I'm up in the zone
audience watch, it ain't a thang Y'all wish I was frontin', I George Bush the button Front of all you in your car lift up your hood nigga run it Then lift up
sun runs outta batteries. Attach my fashion to the casualties of anarchy. Save my nickels up to buy that homeless man a brand new horn, then sit up on
baby all night long lift me up so high and made me strong Well what I'd give if she'd just come back home and call me baby baby all night long [ trumpet
the sky, c'mon Praise Him (Praise the Lord God Almighty, the Father of all) Praise Him Voices raisin' Praise Him (Lift up your voices like a trumpet
the heat stroke Somewhere in the East Village Oh it kills me to think That I'm no longer living Just looking for excuses to drink So lift up your glass
shouts, a trumpet sounds, The saints of God are glory bound. Chorus And we adore you Lord, And we adore your name, And we lift up our hearts in praise
a burst of wild desire The trumpet child will riff on love Thelonious notes from up above He?ll improvise a kingdom come Accompanied by a different drum The trumpet
your laughter fill the room Let us lift you up on high See the twinkle in your eye Raise you up into the sky And say it's easy Hey let the trumpets
[Verse: Solo] In humble adoration we bow before your throne As we come before your presence we honour you alone So we lift up our voices as trumpets heralding
watch, it ain't a thang Y'all wish I was frontin, I George Bush the button Front of all you in your car lift up your hood nigga run it Then lift up your
GIRLS' CHORUS With feasting and dancing and song, tonight in celebration we greet the victorious throng, returned to bring salvation! MEN'S CHORUS The trumpets
