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Point Of Grace Say So

're gonna say so, don't say no, but say so Jesus Christ is our Lord, He's the one we adore We're gonna say so, don't say no, but say so Say so, don't

say so, don't say no, but say so Jesus Christ is our Lord, He's the one we adore We're gonna say so, don't say no, but say so Say so, don't say no, but

grace Achieve it all with music that came quickly from afar Then taste the fruit of man recorded losing all against the hour And assessing points to

't keep your spirit full You need to hear it fool but you don't wanna listen 'cause You so full of yourself and you just sit and judge You point 'em

a wave Baby don't go away, come here? And there's kids playing guns in the street And ones pointing his tree branch at me So I put my hands up I say

balloon I'd be like.... If I was Alyssa Milano I'd be fucking Joe Bruce If I was a radio DJ I'd probably say, point 103 If I was a richie ass bitch I

studio consumed with my next rhyme What kind of lyric can I drop to make you think twice About the trials that you're gonna face in this life I can lullaby even point

a bakers dozen to get my point to you? Or would it take a half a pound to roll a joint for you? Or would it take some hailing Mary's So full of grace

to believe Motto to be free Alone time, let her be Fire the element She's so intelligent Hates misunderstanding The Ram so demanding Eyes red as Mars