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We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man. Going each and every place with the mic in their hand. New York, NJ, N. C. , VA. We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man. Going each and every place with the
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When the sands of time are running out. When the voice of opression screams and shouts. When all seems lost, you've got to try. To never let your spirit die An angel came to greet me. It happened
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Don't place your trust in foolish promises sworn. Nor cryptic message scrawled upon every wall. Street corner justice beware. The spirit will find you, always be fair The shallow verse once read
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Great Spirit come, Great Spirit come Who has chased away the moonbeams?. Who has pulled a blanket across the sky?. Who will sing in celebration. Throughout this land that's bound to die? Great
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Oh spirit of soul . One lie too many . Nothing matters anymore . Who would have chosen this way . It's not as if we've paid for any sin . But can there be a space for true love within . Oh
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Chorus. Spirit, spirit, hey, (Hey) do you really care?. (Don't you know your brothers hungry?). Spirit. (Don't you know your sisters lonely?). Spirit, hey. (Don't you know there's babies cryin
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Song 1984 - Spirit. 1984. Knockin' on your door. Will you let it come?. Will you let it run your life?. 1984. Knockin' on your door. Will you let it come?. Will you let it run your life?. Someone
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If you think you're hearing something. And you can't think what it is. If you feel a quiet longing. Lift your heart into the wind. There you'll find my kindred spirit. There you'll meet me as a
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Bài hát Spirit Voices - Paul Simon. We sailed up a river, wild as a sea. Slept on the banks on the leaves of a banyan tree. And all of these spirit voices rule the night Some stories are magical
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Un re-route the rivers. Let the dammed water be. There's some people down the way that's thirsty. So let the liquid spirit free The people are thirsty. 'Cause of man's unnatural hand. Watch what
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We sailed up a river, wild as a sea. Slept on the banks on the leaves of a banyan tree. And all of these spirit voices rule the night Some stories are magical, meant to be sung. Songs from the
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melody that pulls you towards it. Paintin' pictures of paradise. Sayin', rise up. To the light in the sky, yeah. Watch the light lift your heart up. Burn your flame through the night. Whoa, spirit. Watch
