Текст песни Neverending... (feat. J. Johnson) - Jeremiah Bligen , J. Johnson
                                                Top 
                                                down 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                coupe 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                wind 
                                                blowing
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                ain't 
                                                even 
                                                got 
                                                    a 
                                                drop, 
                                                boy 
                                                my 
                                                mind's 
                                                open
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                thing, 
                                                washed 
                                                clean 
                                                since 
                                                the 
                                                sun 
                                                flowed 
                                                in
 
                                    
                                
                                                Stacking 
                                                treasures, 
                                                thats 
                                                    a 
                                                kid, 
                                                with 
                                                chuckee 
                                                cheese 
                                                tokens
 
                                    
                                
                                                Heavenly, 
                                                not 
                                                the 
                                                rubbish 
                                                down 
                                                here, 
                                                through 
                                                the
 
                                    
                                
                                                Joint 
                                                heir, 
                                                why 
                                                my 
                                                knee 
                                                caps 
                                                doing 
                                                stair 
                                                moves
 
                                    
                                
                                                I've 
                                                Found 
                                                that 
                                                when 
                                                    I 
                                                seek, 
                                                Lord 
                                                you 
                                                dont 
                                                ever 
                                                play 
                                                hide
 
                                    
                                
                                                Youre 
                                                kind, 
                                                though 
                                                    I 
                                                acted 
                                                bad, 
                                                you 
                                                never 
                                                left, 
                                                playwright
 
                                    
                                
                                                Stuck 
                                                to 
                                                your 
                                                script, 
                                                I've 
                                                been 
                                                steered, 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                way
 
                                    
                                
                                                Got 
                                                cares, 
                                                but 
                                                fear 
                                                none, 
                                                Mary 
                                                clearanced 
                                                it 
                                                away
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                she 
                                                brought 
                                                forth 
                                                joy
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                her 
                                                womb, 
                                                all 
                                                his 
                                                wounds
 
                                    
                                
                                                Would 
                                                then 
                                                sooth 
                                                and 
                                                deploy
 
                                    
                                
                                                Power 
                                                and 
                                                take 
                                                root
 
                                    
                                
                                                Invested 
                                                interest 
                                                in 
                                                this 
                                                person
 
                                    
                                
                                                Cause 
                                                You 
                                                knew 
                                                that 
                                                my 
                                                stock 
                                                would 
                                                burn
 
                                    
                                
                                                Right 
                                                works 
                                                come 
                                                up 
                                                short
 
                                    
                                
                                                Life 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                stenographer
 
                                    
                                
                                                Foresight 
                                                binocular
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                the 
                                                sake 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                populous
 
                                    
                                
                                                Gracious
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                I'll 
                                                worship 
                                                even 
                                                if 
                                                it 
                                                ain't 
                                                popular
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sky 
                                                High 
                                                as 
                                                    I 
                                                roll 
                                                through 
                                                city
 
                                    
                                
                                                Eyes 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                hills, 
                                                help 
                                                present, 
                                                not 
                                                pity
 
                                    
                                
                                                Smile 
                                                on 
                                                my 
                                                face 
                                                cause 
                                                the 
                                                joy 
                                                thats 
                                                within 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Is 
                                                my 
                                                strength, 
                                                I'm 
                                                just 
                                                thankful 
                                                that 
                                                you're 
                                                with 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Forsaken 
                                                my 
                                                way
 
                                    
                                
                                                Walking 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                love
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                matter 
                                                which 
                                                way 
                                                the 
                                                wind 
                                                blows
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                under 
                                                the 
                                                sun
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                this 
                                                joy 
                                                is 
                                                Neverending
 
                                    
                                
                                                Jyeah
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                have 
                                                my 
                                                love 
                                                (yes)
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                have 
                                                my 
                                                trust 
                                                (uh)
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                make 
                                                me 
                                                laugh 
                                                (yup)
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                make 
                                                me 
                                                blush 
                                                (uh)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yup, 
                                                bugging 
                                                out 
                                                thinking 
                                                bout 
                                                your 
                                                promises
 
                                    
                                
                                                Crush, 
                                                66 
                                                books, 
                                                red 
                                                letters, 
                                                that's 
                                                tough
 
                                    
                                
                                                Joy 
                                                unspeakable, 
                                                peek 
                                                    a 
                                                boo
 
                                    
                                
                                                Unlimited 
                                                eternal 
                                                one
 
                                    
                                
                                                That's 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                think 
                                                of 
                                                You
 
                                    
                                
                                                Strength 
                                                I'm 
                                                abiding, 
                                                riding
 
                                    
                                
                                                Grace 
                                                got 
                                                me 
                                                vibing
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                bosom 
                                                where 
                                                Im 
                                                hiding
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                high 
                                                man; 
                                                the 
                                                sky's 
                                                no 
                                                limit
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                write 
                                                so 
                                                you 
                                                get 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                He's 
                                                waiting 
                                                come 
                                                and 
                                                visit
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                live 
                                                with, 
                                                you 
                                                dig 
                                                it
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                set 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                digit, 
                                                its 
                                                vivid
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                Warrior 
                                                for 
                                                glory, 
                                                no 
                                                need 
                                                to 
                                                be 
                                                timid
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                stature 
                                                    a 
                                                midget, 
                                                to 
                                                Goliath 
                                                I'mma 
                                                giant
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                rebel 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                kingdom
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                the 
                                                wicked 
                                                I'm 
                                                defiant
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                fullness 
                                                of 
                                                joy
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                You 
                                                my 
                                                true 
                                                Lord, 
                                                the 
                                                righteous 
                                                You 
                                                fight 
                                                for
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                guilty 
                                                You 
                                                abhor
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh
 
                                    
                                
                                                Source 
                                                of 
                                                my 
                                                strength
 
                                    
                                
                                                Christ 
                                                the 
                                                Joy 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                center
 
                                    
                                
                                                That's 
                                                why 
                                                we 
                                                Spring 
                                                forward
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                middle 
                                                of 
                                                winter
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                ain't 
                                                blind
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                no 
                                                Ray
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                can 
                                                see 
                                                it 
                                                clearly
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                the 
                                                suffering 
                                                is 
                                                temporal
 
                                    
                                
                                                Lobe 
-                                                I'm 
                                                listening
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                clinging 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                sentence, 
                                                secured 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                blood
 
                                    
                                
                                                Not 
                                                predicated 
                                                on 
                                                works
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                subject 
                                                to 
                                                his 
                                                love
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                we 
                                                serve 
                                                while
 
                                    
                                
                                                Waiting, 
                                                food 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                nation
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                rock 
                                                prunes 
                                                us
 
                                    
                                
                                                That's 
                                                why 
                                                eye 
                                                brow 
                                                raising
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                sun
 
                                    
                                
                                                Praise 
                                                while 
                                                    I 
                                                run
 
                                    
                                
                                                Stake 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                lung
 
                                    
                                
                                                Of 
                                                any 
                                                bloodsucking 
                                                vice
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                you 
                                                lice 
                                                take 
                                                    a 
                                                plunge
 
                                    
                                
                                                Get 
                                                these 
                                                worries 
                                                out 
                                                of 
                                                my 
                                                hair
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                    I 
                                                can 
                                                see 
                                                you 
                                                clear
 
                                    
                                
                                                Though 
                                                evil 
                                                is 
                                                resident
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                not 
                                                infected 
                                                by 
                                                    a 
                                                fear
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yeah 
                                                we 
                                                right 
                                                here 
                                                planted
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sights 
                                                been 
                                                granted
 
                                    
                                
                                                Know 
                                                you 
                                                will 
                                                be 
                                                our 
                                                lens
 
                                    
                                
                                                Jeremy 
                                                wearing 
                                                glasses
 
                                    
                                
                                                You'll 
                                                see 
                                                us 
                                                through
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                this 
                                                lifes 
                                                on 
                                                tragic
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                surgeon 
                                                stiching 
                                                forever
 
                                    
                                
                                                Faith 
                                                and 
                                                hope 
                                                on 
                                                plastic
 
                                    
                                
                                                GAWD
 
                                    
                                
                                                Press 
                                                forward
 
                                    
                                
                                                God 
                                                the 
                                                Center 
                                                of 
                                                my 
                                                life
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Everything 
                                                is 
                                                gonna 
                                                be 
                                                alright)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Trust 
                                                that 
                                                where 
                                                    I 
                                                am
 
                                    
                                
                                                Is 
                                                not 
                                                out 
                                                of 
                                                your 
                                                line 
                                                of 
                                                sight
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Everything 
                                                is 
                                                gonna 
                                                be 
                                                alright)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Though 
                                                it's 
                                                hot
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                content 
                                                with 
                                                your 
                                                light
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                know
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Everything 
                                                is 
                                                gonna 
                                                be 
                                                alright)
 
                                    
                                
                                                This 
                                                present 
                                                struggle
 
                                    
                                
                                                Doesn't 
                                                compare, 
                                                I'll 
                                                find
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Everything 
                                                is 
                                                gonna 
                                                be 
                                                alright)
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 Pardon the Interruption
2 Take a Drive, To
3 Bleed
4 Closer (feat. Camille Faulkner)
5 Waiting Room (feat. Blackwell & Reflect)
6 While They're Red (feat. Aaron Wiggins)
7 Neverending... (feat. J. Johnson)
8 We Trust (feat. Amber Anderson)
9 Still (feat. Cutright & Tracie Frank)
10 Nevermore. (feat. Jordan Nitchoff)
11 Flying Fallen Skies
12 Red Rover (feat. Datin, Twyse & Tracie Frank)
13 Red Rover (Remix) [Bonus Track] (feat. Swift, Eshon Burgundy & Tracie Frank)
14 I Won't Complain (Bonus Track)
15 Reckless (Bonus Track)
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