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Verse One

Theres so much noise
And you want to hear
What the voice of God is saying clear
Instead of listening to what
Worry is saying
Just seek God

Chorus

Be still and know that I am the Lord
Don’t worry bout your problems
Trust that I will solve them
The path I’ve set for you
Will bring you blessing
Just be still and know that I’m the Lord

Verse Two

He’s always proved
That He can do
What people thinks impossible
Don’t focus on what negativity
Is saying
And you’ll hear God

Bridge

The Lord will fight for you
While you keep still
But he wants you to stay in peace
That is his will
And be quiet in His presence
And let Him calm the storms for you

Coda

Be still and know that I’m the Lord

From the moment you were born you were dying
With one foot planted in the grave
Programmed by your surroundings
To react in a given set of ways
You can’t think for yourself so you are already dead

Follow only the ways of your own, abandon laws of god
Held in check by convention, strangling free thought
Your choice is only consequence, eyes are stricken blind

Lies! Senseless lies
Life! Living a senseless life

Bred to swallow lies, to ignore the glaring truth
Do the world some good and resist
The urge to reproduce

Unable to be free, life’s hopeless for you
Circumstance will dictate… Your every move

Lies! Senseless lies
Life! Living a senseless life
Lies! Senseless lie
Living your worthless life

Heal the gaping wounds between the mind, the body, and the soul
Cast off the chains that bind, for all time, regain.. Control

Encircled, cut off from reinforcement
At all costs you must hold the line
Living among the slain with the knowledge
You could join them at any time

The enemy advances without number
Signaled by a creeping barrage
The attack goes on for weeks and weeks
The trenches awash with blood

Gunning down the enemy
Each one without a face
What once were fields of green
Are now endless fields of graves

Forgotten
Forgotten
Forgotten dead

March!

Your comrade rises up to fire
You watch in horror as he falls
The life drained away from his body
Through the hole in his skull

Gunning down the enemy
Send them to their graves
The ways of man will never change
The fallen die in vain

Forgotten
Forgotten
Dead! Dead! Dead!

The whistle blows, you are forced to advance
Into oncoming machine gun fire
Caught in the blast as the mines detonate
Lifeless bodies hang from barbed wire
Stabbed through the gut by a bayonet, blood chokes your scream
Another dying soul is laid upon the altar of mankind’s greed

Forgotten… Dead!

Forming vicious impressions of hate
Redemption of birth and it’ never too late
Enraging due to obliviousness
Anger from my catatonic state

Ferocious
Repulsion

Voices scream, mind erodes
Cerebral cortex shatters, explodes
Forcing my thirst onto the land
Will never be quenched by my raging hand

Atrocious
Nightmare

I will prevail
The beatings will never cease
I will prevail
The beatings will never cease

Don’t give a fuck about the way of change
Until the voices find their peace

Bring me to annihilation
From your rehabilitation
Should’ve gave me stimulation

Took away my basic freedoms
Told me I don’t fucking need ’em
Dope fed through television

The time has come, my conscious has told me to kill
The time has come, the weak submit to my will

A shadow from the tomb

I will prevail
The beatings will never cease
Don’t give a fuck about the way of change
Until the voices find their peace

[?]

Tie up all the fucking brats
Children of aristocrats
Beat em’ with a wooden bat

I show no remorse, women and children are first
I show no remorse, masturbate to the screams of the cursed

A shadow from the tomb
A shadow!

[Intro]
EarDrummers

[Verse 1: Swae Lee]
Ice everything, I need a figure skater
Eating five star meals, tipping waiters
PJ, skip commercial flights, that’s no delaying
I had too many guests, my neighbours start complaining
Sun beaming, my chains jingling, I’m chinky
Bitch so pink, broke hoes freak me
B-Y-O-B came back, washed in my dreams
Missed it if you blink, smell the purp, she wink
Bad bitches R.S.V.P
Yes I gotta switch the swag four times a week (four times)
Mamma mia, I didn’t even see her
New six-seater, would not wanna be ya

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
When I land in the sand, where’s my greeter?
Nothin’ but divas, up in my cocina
Grab up hands, switch up hands, don’t just linger
Rock & Roll Hall of Fame, not a singer
Eating clams, rolling grams
The con man has other plans
Helipad, dizzy by the time I land
Helipad, I’m so done with first class

[Verse 2: Swae Lee]
With a bag and a baddie like Selena
Mamma mia, cash flipping, tortilla
Through the path, to the stash where I post
I go via Sprinter or limousine-a
Get the clout, tuck my shirt, then I leave ya
So much dough, we hopped in the pizzeria
It’s all good cause I’m smoking Aloe Vera
Next Top Model give me brain like neutrogena
Don’t just tear up, won’t scream [?]
New [?] and that big line greener
Through a smoke screen, they don’t even see us
Kick my feet up, if they bust down, hoe, just sleaze up
When we got up out that slump, the grass was greener
Girls cheerleading, when they score, they try to cheat us
Wife-beaters and I’m sippin’ Titos
Can’t you tell? That shit was my nino

[Verse 3: Slim Jxmmi]
New (?) (check), I’ll take that on DeeBo (gimme that)
Golden boy, I’ll hop out like I’m CeeLo (yes!)
Pardon my ego, they won’t jack my SteeLo (no way!)
Bring the divas to the mansion in Encino (yeah, let’s do it)
Say she fuck with the Sremms, she want G-Low
Marshawn Lynch, bust a play, I’m in beast mode (beast mode)
Rock & Roll Hall of Fame like Mick Jagger (yeah, yeah)
R.I.P them but bet, we still counting badges (faster)
Diamond rings on my finger, I’m a bachelor (I’ma bachelor)
College dropout, got the money, that’s my masters (fuck it)
Mamma mia, tu eres bonita
Nothing but divas, up in my (?)
Helipad, helipad, helipad (woo, woo)
I pay cash, I pay cash, I pay cash (Jxmm)

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
When I land in the sand, where’s my greeter?
Nothin’ but divas, up in my cocina
Grab up hands, switch up hands, don’t just linger
Rock & Roll Hall of Fame, not a singer
Eating clams, rolling grams
The conman has other plans
Helipad, dizzy by the time I land
Helipad, I’m so done with first class