Fear no more for I bring you tidings of joy May this time in your heart never fade away For I know, how long you've waited Just to see the Savior Precious
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Fear no more for I bring you tidings of joy may this time in your heart never fade away for I know how long you've waited just to see the savior precious
from a rifle to the heart. Like clap clap let them fall slow, I know you had your fears you could let them all go. And most women are motivated so I
the place to be My name is MC Ice-T I got the Rhyme Syndicate with me We about to tear stuff up, y'all feel good? Yo, what the hell y'all wanna do, Syndicate
tasted by mine Words are more effective when concealed Through the halflight on her body My fearful hands tremble
my career But still I put my tag on this earth Malice was here (I feel ya) Take a walk on my side No more tears, no more fears, no more telling me lies
sun I've got one hand to hold you, and the other slams you down These things I've done Sometimes I feel like you see right through me You hear all my fears
back, NY king of that The best tried a dead mind but just can't see to that The 4th comin', don't look now there's more comin' And we all stunners with
now all I need is the spread With like 4 pillows so my seeds can rest their heads You think platinum is enough, nah Sheek want more Tryin' to sell more
Coming live in direct from Abu Dhabi Recorded in Emirate's palace I bring to you the Fear of God Noah on the boards. Steven Victor on the camera Virgil
again and tell you to shut the fuck up shutting up And that's how you body a fucking beat [Voice] [Verse 4: Joell Ortiz] I should be the one that
my 4s, cut wit' laser Look at my whore, that is your lady, look at my flo', makin' y'all crazy Makin' y'all sick, y'all cannot tame me, Lexus drive me
like litmus, bear witness I'm like shot clocks, interstate cops, and blood clots My point is, your flow can stop! By all means, you need more practice
time Theres more job opportunites at the back of the line Applications, and registrations Feels more like an investigation Now hows that for a demonstration 4
side, as a carcass I'm heartless, regardless if y'all claim to be Gods or Goddess To me, y'all all garbage, I see all of y'all as movin' targets And
The pit, the pit, oh my Yo, 1, 2, dun dunna dunna dun All y'all mentally dead motherfuckers We come to break y'all some information And ressurect you
make yoself ass Brace yoself one more time, know what I mean dun Violate cross the foul line, it be yo last one Comin in the dance last night(uh hum) Busta boy fear
