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Artist: R. Kelly Album : TP-3 Reloaded Song: Burn It Up Lyrics: [R Kelly - Intro] Ohhhhhhhhhhhh ohhhh ohhhhhh ohhhhhhhh Burn it up Girl make it
Aunt Mary about Uncle John He claim he got married but he havin' lots of fun Oh baby, hey baby, whoo baby Havin' me some fun tonight Well long tall
Tall trees in Georgia They grow so high They shade me so And sadly walking Through the thicket I go The sweetest love I ever had, I left aside Because
Here we go, welcome to my world nigga Of Cadillac's and stacks Triple X throwbacks with my name on the back Uh, I know you see us You wanna be us With
m chillin' in my jail cell talkin' to the attorney He said did you pull the trigger if so your goin' on A long journey on the court session Standin' tall
Now is the time Come on y'all Stand tall, live your life to the limit 'Cause haterism seem like a fuckin' epidemic And look at Ice Cube, I ain't no gimmick
She drives me crazy, she turns me on She, she makes me go hazy She was long and lean and oh, so beautiful She's my latest lady My lady of the 80's, oh
Cut it away, somebody cut away this desperate heart Cut it away and help me find my way back to the start Yeah, before I knew what I was looking for Yeah
Lamb of God Sweet Lamb of God Light of the world Holy One He Name of Jesus Sweet Name of Jesus Rock of salvation Messiah has come And we lift our praise
Your only Son, no sin to hide But You have sent Him from Your side To walk upon this guilty sod And to become the Lamb of God Your gift of love, they
down, by the side of the road, yeah Was crawling in the darkness like a king snake in the woods We were hiding in the tall grass Hiding in the tall grass
On a knife edge razor day If you listen long enough they've got nothing to say It's a time warp place don't change The rhythm of the night, the beating
London is gray but it's great in it's way If you're just barreling through You find a first class boiler And she boils your cares away Well, life is
And The Band Played Waltzing Matilda Now when I was a young lad I carried me pack And I lived the free life of the rover. From the Murray's green banks
We're the children of the eighties haven't we grown We're tender as a Lotus and we're tougher than a stone. And the age of our innocence is somewhere
Once upon a long night after a hard cry Somewhere in Bethlehem A baby graced the silence sweetly he's crying I am Emmanuel Then angels gave him music
Everybody's asking why he couldn't adjust Adjust to what? A dream that bust? He was a clean-cut kid And they made a killer out of him That's what they