Home is where the heart is and my heart is with You. You lite my blood on fire and You carry me through, give me strength and courage that comes with being a Jew. Hit me with a God Bless when I make an achu!
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"Home is where the heart is and my heart is with You. You lite my blood on fire and You carry me through, give me strength and courage that comes with being a Jew. Hit me with a God Bless when I make an achu!"
Wrong move, fool. Take a crack at you. Slap you. One, two. Me and who? Me an' God. That's who. Take one. Take two. Take it back. Lace the track. Intravenous battle rap. Pumping kerosene inside your mind, I light the match. Burn it fast. How 'bout that?
Matter of fact I don't mind a'tall. I came to this rap with my bat prepared to play ball. Batting average of a thousand and one I kick back and take a nap in the sun Wake up and kick butt as soon as I'm done. Philippians 4:13 Swinging left and right with His might Proverbs 1:33 I won't live in fright. I stop to smell the roses, sing his praises and fly a kite.
Paper in flight, the lightning strikes I plunge in my electrified pen and take a sizable bite not of your laughable wack style but a chunk out of your hide bleedin' in pain you start to cry while masters, .crash// and I team up and send you out to die.
The time has come to prove that you can handle yourself in battle. Will you bust a move or stand there and empty your bladder? I ain't your Daddy and I ain't changing your diapers. You better better be ready. If you roll with me the world ain't gonna like ya.
Strike ya down, and still break your soul, and kill your will to stand Rocksteady like a mutant rhinoceros. Don't bebop around with this it's time to take eternal bliss in the palm of your hand And fight the evil basilisk.
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"Home is where the heart is
and my heart is with You.
You lite my blood on fire
and You carry me through,
give me strength and courage
that comes with being a Jew.
Hit me with a God Bless
when I make an achu!"
Wrong move, fool. Take a crack
at you. Slap you. One, two.
Me and who? Me an' God. That's who.
Take one. Take two. Take it back.
Lace the track. Intravenous
battle rap. Pumping kerosene inside
your mind, I light the match.
Burn it fast. How 'bout that?
Matter of fact I don't mind a'tall.
I came to this rap with my bat prepared to play ball.
Batting average of a thousand and one
I kick back and take a nap in the sun
Wake up and kick butt as soon as I'm done.
Philippians 4:13 Swinging left and right with His might
Proverbs 1:33 I won't live in fright.
I stop to smell the roses, sing his praises and fly a kite.
Paper in flight, the lightning strikes
I plunge in my electrified pen
and take a sizable bite
not of your laughable wack style
but a chunk out of your hide
bleedin' in pain you start to cry
while masters, .crash// and I
team up and send you out to die.
The time has come to prove
that you can handle yourself in battle.
Will you bust a move
or stand there and empty your bladder?
I ain't your Daddy
and I ain't changing your diapers.
You better better be ready.
If you roll with me the world ain't gonna like ya.
Strike ya down, and still
break your soul, and kill
your will to stand Rocksteady
like a mutant rhinoceros.
Don't bebop around with this
it's time to take eternal bliss
in the palm of your hand
And fight the evil basilisk.
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