Paroles:
Christian All The Above

this world that we live in, there's all kinds of pimps You got ya playas, ya ballas, ya macs, ya gorrilla pimps that take what they want Ya all-star

Jennifer Taylor] [Z-Ro] I done lost all of my old school fools, to the bullet Trigga happy motherfuckers, catch a beatdown grip the trigger and pull it Staying high, elevated above

victims of prophecy Time is running short, the world is in damnation Refuse to follow the laws of creation You can not all be Jesus Christ But you still

not a fair man, disgraced the race of a atheist Intercepting missles with my bare hands like a patriot One track sliced without swords, I buried the Christ

Him, O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, Christ, the Lord. Sing, choirs of angels, Sing in exultation, Sing, all ye citizens Of heaven above

Christmas day They saw a star in the east and followed it On Christmas day That marked the birth place of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ All free

Christ the Lord. Sing, choirs of angels, Sing in exultation, Sing, all ye citizens of heaven above; Glory to God All glory in the highest [CHORUS] O come, all

Christ, by highest heaven adored Christ, the everlasting Lord; Late in time behold Him come Offspring of a virgin's womb. Veiled in flesh the Godhead

; Come ye people, come ye nations, All in all draw nigh to gaze. Hark the Heaven of heavens is ringing: Christ the Lord to man is born! Are not all our