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the city on the hill - scribe music lyrics

verse 1 (davis absolute):

yea, clouds roll like 22’s on a chevrolet, i proclaim that and i ain’t seen no better days, hmm. when heaven’s gates, pour out grace like heavy rain. second coming of the man who came the first time to set the record straight. what a bless of fate, even with spots on my resume. chose to be a messenger, the message gave, made kings into vessels, etched with expensive taste. sent a visage of lesson state, like a castle next to “section 8”. i’m moving on up to the east side, where my debt is paid. you see me i’m just chilling, like a james bond villian. with a cat in my lap, like i’m chains going feeling, like a million bucks or maybe a billion, or a trillion. but i ain’t make a dollar, i was just reborn with it. so this love, conformed with it. i perform with it. you see me, you see holy spirit spittin rhythms. jay said “dreams are made in new york city.” i’m like, “god, i don’t think he knew your city.”

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i see that lame man walking, the speechless talking, that blind man sparkling, there’s no denying. i’m looking for the city on the hill, i’m looking for the city on the hill. i see that lame man walking, the speechless talking, there’s no denying that, that light k!lls darkness. i’m looking for the city on the hill. i’m looking for the city on the, hill

verse 2 ( scribe music)

i’m wit it. it’s safe to say i’m convinced. i’m hidden within your presence no longer fearing my sentence. peace. surrounds my like the aroma of wifey cooking that chicken i’m sniffing and feeling weak. the good lord will bring a king to his knees, and raise another in his place 1 samuel 15. tell me. what’s knowledge without the application? lets teach em to fear the lord instead scaring em satan. i used to go and preach love with a closed fist, then he hit me with scriptures and told me look what my son did. he did it with his open arms not an open mind. nails in both his feet and hands upon the pine. crown made of the thorns and a spear in his side. death of the realist in history no lie. he forgave us on the cross so we could meet in the sky. dead folks are the only ones claiming he ain’t alive

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bridge

i been looking for the city for a long time. i been looking for the city for a long time. i been looking for the city for a long time yea yea. yea! i been looking for the city for a long time. i been looking for the city for a long time. i been looking for the city for a long time yea, long time yea

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