2022 Bhajan ringtones for free download

God rest ye merry gentlemen, let nothing you dismay Remember Christ our Savior was born on Christmas Day To save us all from Satan's power when we were gone astray O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy From God our Heavenly Father a blessed angel came And unto certain shepherds brought tidings of the same How that in Bethlehem was born the Son of God by name O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy Joy to the world For Christ our Lord has finally come Let every heart receive the new born King To come out of heaven and nature Saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay Tidings of comfort and joy, Tidings of comfort and joy, O tidings of comfort and joy, comfort and joy O tidings of comfort and joy

Hold your flix, I'm not for the photo op's It's Black, code name Yaphet Kotto ock My twist like a ratchet in an auto shop Since granddaddy old Desoto stopped and he got the Caddie I been gladly servin, any y'all cats wanna act determined Spit pesticides for rats and vermin Seem like none of y'all chumps is learning Y'all hopeless, and I'm a little better than dope is Far from a brand new kid to show biz Tryna hold on, maintain my focus Coming out a room with a could of smoke Smokers rolling with the punches I survive and rock Cause I keep the crowd alive And the texture of my voice Is course and kind of hoarse and cut Like I'm throwing a thousand knives Party people gather round what we have here is a brand new sound Reach for my waist you hit the ground You better duck when that awful sound goes Boom Thats what's happenin in the parking lot Thats whats happenin on stage The man at hand that rule the school And reach and teach the blind and find a way from A to Z And be the most to boast I'm load and proud The game and reign that remain The heat is on so feel the fire come off the empire or the More higher level of depth one step beyond dope To suckers all scope and hope to cop a note Cause I could never let em on top of me I play em out like a game of Monopoly Let it speed around the board like an astro And send them to jail for tryna pass go Shaking them up Breaking them up Taking no stuff But it still ain't loud enough So quest love let the fire roast So I can flow and we can kill the whole show cause Party people gather round what we have here is a brand new sound Reach for my waist you hit the ground You better duck when that awful sound goes Boom Thats what's happenin in the parking lot Thats whats happenin on stage I'm live Design a finer rhyme that's right on time One step beynd and not behind the line That seperates thought from divine You can take it as a caution or a warning sign Look for antonyms Words I'm sending em Homonyms, synonyms good like M&M's You know the time when it's Riq Gees slicing I turn a Mic's last name into Tyson My brain like a factory constantly creating Materials stitch by stitch for decoration My lyrics one fabric the beat is a lining My passion of rhyming is fashion designing Now it get sorted cause people wanna sport it ya bought it If you didn't then you couldn't afford it Poetry full of surprises it's like a game show And my brain go I do my thing yo Party people gather round what we have here is a brand new sound Reach for my waist you hit the ground You better duck when that awful sound goes Boom Thats what's happenin in the parking lot Thats whats happenin on stage

Baby back, ayy, couple racks, ayy Couple Grammys on him, couple plaques, ayy That's a fact, ayy, throw it back, ayy Throw it back, ayy And this one is for the champions I ain't lost since I began, yeah Funny how you said it was the end, yeah Then I went did it again I told you long ago on the road I got what they waiting for Don't run from nothing, dawg Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low You was never really rooting for me anyway When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say Don't run from nothin', dawg Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over Uh, need to, uh Need to get this album done Need a couple number ones Need a plaque on every song Need me like one with Nicki now Tell her I'll be there to see her, hah I'm Fareza's Bieber, hah I don't fuck bitches, I'm queer, hah But these old bitches like Madea, yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (yo) I wanna do it I ain't fall off, I just ain't release my new shit I blew up, now everybody tryna sue me You call me Nas, but the hood call me Doobie, yeah, yeah, yeah (And this one is for the champions) I ain't lost since I began, yeah Funny how you said it was the end Then I went did it again, yeah I told you long ago on the road I got what they waiting for I don't run from nothing, dawg Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low You was never really rooting for me anyway When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say He don't run from nothin', dawg Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over Ayy, my track record so clean, they couldn't wait to just bash me I must be gettin' too flashy, y'all shouldn't have let the world gas me It's too late 'cause I'm here to stay and these girls know that I'm nasty I sent her back to her boyfriend with my handprint on her ass cheek City talkin', we takin' notes Tell 'em all to keep makin' posts Wish he could, but he can't get close OG, so proud of me that he chokin' up while he makin' toasts I'm the type that you can't control, said I would, then I made it so I don't clear up rumors (ayy), where's y'all sense of humor? (Yeah) I'm done makin' jokes 'cause they got old like baby boomers Turned my haters to consumers, I make vets feel like they juniors Say your time is comin' soon, but just like Oklahoma Mine is comin' sooner, I'm just a late bloomer I didn't peak in high school, I'm still out here gettin' cuter All these social networks and computers Got these pussies walkin' 'round like they ain't losers I told you long ago on the road I got what they waiting for (I got what they waiting for) I don't run from nothing, dawg Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low (I got what they waiting for) You was never really rooting for me anyway When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say He don't run from nothin', dawg Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over Uh-huh, yeah, I'm the industry baby Yeah, I'm the industry baby-ay-ay-ay