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Turning The Through All The Earth

maker, Our savior, Our king We Lift up our voices to sing Oh Jesus, Oh Father, Our All For Your Honor Let your name be heard through all the earth

some hood money Cock them rims Let 'em spin on them haters, man And all the players Worldwide, do your thug thang (The hustler's theme) All money ain

Earth Wind & Fire As we float through time as energy Seeking no place, filling all space with song Creating, giving and integrating all moods Happiness

to show her Life on earth can be sweet Gonna lay my mutated head (self) at her feet And I'm gonna love her make love to her Till the sky turns brown

fire- ready or not Will we ever learn- no way! Echoing sounds of thunder make me shiver Battlefields turn to wasteland- no one wins The ghost of terror creeping, through

then I will reload Sick of all of this gun bumping, from you people Turning a Christian into someone who is evil, Z-Ro Motherfuckers all up in my business

] How does it feel, when they don't believe anything you say Always, got to show and prove yourself every single day Man this ain't living, nothing but drama all through

down through the clouds onto empty department store shelves. where they sit facing all sorts of islands out toward dead wee-hour isles. has the earth

down God damn it's a motherfuckin riot Black people only hate police so don't try it If you're not from the town then don't pass through Cause some O.