to You, God Creator God, in You all things now hold together Working Your wonders day by day You'll reign forever You are the maker of all things first
Translation: Tim Hughes. Maker Of All Things.
Translation: Tree63. Maker Of All Things.
You shaped the heavens and the earth Revealed Your splendour You spoke Your life into our hearts So we belong to You You are the Maker of all things
Boy we don't give a fuck about y'all Step in the room see the bitch come up out y'all I fuck with niggas but it's something about y'all Actin' like
pain and so much darkness In this world we stumble through All these questions I can't answer So much work to do But when I get where I'm going And I see my Maker
10 We all used to shot food but it was more about who was the gulliest in the ends Shout out to Tinchy, I was smaller than my guns One thing we wouldnt
it be that I'm falling in love with you? Tired of the same old thing Same old thing And playing all same old games And if I could trade one thing, all
It's empty in the valley of your heart The sun, it rises slowly as you walk Away from all the fears and all the faults You've left behind The harvest
Hey, oh Everybody knows what it's all about Pretty thing jumpin' all around Shakin' your money-maker now Take it off and take me down Bang, bang, shang
bolts and tightened ropes I'm fightin' folk with no hope Earth got me locked now chillin' in the smoke house No doubt, no clout, now we're goin' all out Earthball that's all
axe on my neighbor and my back to my Savior You had me thinkin' you were almighty But to the Almighty, you're just a man that's really all tiny The Maker
loaded twelve gage against your stomach You scarred for life and your whole high life's invited Burned alive it's all for real so tonight I ignite And leave you all
well just make out your will They got doctors and lawyers and studies and figures They say we're all good as gone Tell all the rule makers and all the
was just a crush It was just a crush Yeah You found one the things you need There's nothing left to lose The things I never wanna be I owe it all to
But all around him the world grows hard He thinks to himself he must have played a lucky card If he was alone he'd give it all away To people and things
easier to say I've been before and all these capers makers too good for her to ignore Well she's talkin' but I'm not entirely sure Do the bad thing
can't deal with another war story Bredders in my face with a fist full of paper Tryin? to make out they're a big money maker Talkin? all loud but I