Thank You Lord

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Orlando Brown - R&B

Thank You Lord

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[Intro] Hey-yeah-oh! Thank you so much You just make me wanna sing They never thought That you would look down, on a smiling person like me And you were ever gracious! And thank you Jesus, I pray (Ooh) [Verse 1] Oh dear Lord, can you bless my soul? Yes I know, that you withhold Every key that I'm gon' need to live my life every day Worship your name on my knees as I pray Saying thank you Lord, for loving me When I was blind, you helped me see And it just saddens me so terribly that most these people don't believe When no one cared, you always carried me Hallelujah, singing my praises to ya I wish they knew the mighty and awesome ruler Ooh, you never gave up on me, you always saw the king in me Won't somebody say a prayer for me? [Verse 2] Lucifer woke me out my sleep, told me he want my soul to keep I said, "I hope you came here deep" Rebuke you back beneath my feet Love, kindness, wealth, and God I seek You cut my flesh, the blood shall leek Four hundred thousand selling sneaks So hard to turn the other cheek, peak Fuck your subliminals, I am a criminal Living is cynical, dying satanical Blessing I sent to you, stress what we living through Next is the miracle, lyrically biblical Driving drunk in my left lane, my white thang bump the best caine She do her thang like Lois Lane I bring Major Payne with the sex game I shoot up everybody and I loot their body Pissin' blue Bacardi, Black Knight and Marty Lick the pussy soggy, freestyle froggy Loading up the shotty, Lord oh Lordy Gs do what we wanna do, bitch niggas do what they can Roman numerals are up under you Your favorite rapper my biggest fan I went from the little engine that could to the big engine that can Watch me whip the work up real good like pancakes, Peter Pan At the strip club, make it rain a milli out the air just cause I can Rush hour for these working hoes like I'm Chris Tucker and Jackie Chan Father God, thank you for all of my fans They the only ones who understand So I stay captivated in my plans Leaving these pussy niggas in a trance Bitch please, pick me, plenty, Bobby, Whitney Sickly, sinly, dick tease, kiss me, rip things, Ripley's Believe It or Not, I'll take what you got, I'm way at the top My nigga I pop, first I had to drop And ask for the Lord to give me my spot God I say glory hallelujah, sending praises to ya Mighty awesome ruler, got me out the sewer Now I'm Ferris Bueller, ain't nobody cooler No offense to Buddha, wish they really knew ya [Bridge] There is no way that I can sleep Knowing that Satan's lurking out there (Ooh) Waiting so he can stop me from breathing So I'm gon take this one last drink To keep me from the crazy nightmares No matter what, I can't stop believing This is my song, I'll change my ways So you'll smile down on me Soaring way beyond all things (Hey) I'm the son of a king And I understand my place so I spread my wings So send my blessing to me, oh Lord, I pray You never gave one reason why you placed me high Turning with the world but I'll sacrifice my life for you Oh Lord (Hey!) [Outro] Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, ohhh, yeah For waking me up this morning For carrying me every day I wanna say, thank you! Oh oh-whoa, yeah Protecting my family, Lord You put the man in me, Lord If you feel me, say hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah Ooh, oh oh oh, thank you Lord

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  • Orlando Brown