highest praise, Hallelujah is the highest praise Hallelujah is the highest praise, Hallelujah is the highest praise [Chorus] Let everything that hath
Translation: Russell Fragar. Throne Of Praise.
could be the end This could be the end This could be the end This could be the end I see you in the evening Sitting on your throne You're praying with
Every single princess on the planet Prayed to be invited to the ball Every Portia, Guinevere and Janet Would come by coach or boat to be here Most
I'm trying to make a name like a f-cking birth certificate Awwwww! Now a nigga on And the DJ playing my song And she wanna drink a little Dom Perignon With Sean! I pray
boy I hope you set the DVR stacking money face to face, dish it, look like CPR ?Ye invited me a seat to sit at the throne so now I?m snapping like yo?
His hand I'll talk with God, He'll understand I'll pray to Him, each day to Him And He'll hear the words that I say His hand will guide my throne and
to trim 'em And use religion as an emblem When it should be a natural way of life Who am I or they to say to whom you pray ain't right That's who got
and exalted You still reign upon the throne Lord of all, high and lifted up You shall always be lord of all Verse 2 There are those who pray to
Hail to the king, high on the throne Who the hell is this? Answer the phone Turn his ass back around, close my door Get the hell up outta here, leave
this wicked world below Then will you be ready to go home? Will you be ready to go, ready to go home To live with Him up there around the throne When
THE TRUMPET HAD (D7) BLOWN, I (G) DREAMED THAT ALL NATIONS HAD (C) GATHERED, TO (G) JUDGEMENT BE- (D7) FORE THE WHITE (G) THRONE. FROM THE THRONE CAME
whats a deal when you want to be the greatest? So Jay I appreciate it, hell of a stepping stone Wonder if he see it in my eyes Im trying to get the throne
stimulus, plan I'm niggarish I'm tired of eatin those crumbs and black licorice The frame of mind so {?} like cleansin the mic Let the imam pray over
At the holy city of Mecca, great fan of Colon Crazy ammo get blown wherever I sit, son That is my throne (You know how we do it) Aiyo, pop, pop, pop,
saw) Face the east nigga, face the east nigga (Tell me where, have I seen you somewhere before) Then pray my nigga, pray my nigga (Was it in a dream?)
There's a place in heaven prepared for me When the toils of this life is over Where the saints are clothed in white Before the throne singing praises
