F**k (And I Cannot Express This Enough) 12 Bitchhhhhcc - epiurk9fps

Aye Yeah It's the only way I don't drink and drive can't get pulled over Learned a lesson I don't drive unless sober You ain't visit back then in October Still got range not in a rover Black polymer 380 Boo said she want three babies If it get crazy don't flee baby If it get crazy don't leave baby We can go on the road We can come we can go We can do what you know We can do what you know I ain't looking for no hoes Not like them guys you know I know you heard it all before If I'm lying you can hit the door Now they wanna my be my friends Enemies wanna make amends Said hey let's make some ends I don't shake hands with the devil You play on casual you ain't on my level You follow trends you are not a rebel You scared to go against the grain Scared to own it love to point the blame Go against your brother bet you'll point and aim How you gonna rob your boy over change Y'all came from the sandbox Like Scotty in sandlot We gon make the brand hot There's nothing I cannot Ain't worried bout what no man got Yeah

I cannot tell why He, whom angels worship, Should set His love upon the sons of men, Or why, as Shepherd, He should seek the wand'rers, To bring them back, they know not how or when. But this I know, that He was born of Mary, When Bethl'hem's manger was His only home, And that He lived at Nazareth and labored, And so the Savior, Savior of the world, has come. I cannot tell how silently He suffered, As with His peace He graced this place of tears, Nor how His heart upon the Cross was broken, The crown of pain to three and thirty years. But this I know, He heals the broken-hearted, And stays our sin, and calms our lurking fear, And lifts the burden from the heavy laden, For still the Savior, Savior of the world, is here. I cannot tell how He will win the nations, How He will claim His earthly heritage, How satisfied the needs and aspirations Of east and west, of sinner and of sage. But this I know, all flesh shall see His glory, And He shall reap the harvest He has sown, And some glad day His sun will shine in splendor When He the Savior, Savior of the world, is known. I cannot tell how all the lands shall worship, When, at His bidding, every storm is stilled, Or who can say how great the jubilation When all the hearts with love for Him are filled. But this I know, the skies shall sound His praises, Ten thousand times ten thousand children's voices sing, And earth to heaven, and heaven to earth, will answer: At last the Savior, Savior of the world, is King. At last the Savior, Savior of the world, is King.