Grits - Millennium Lyrics

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Millennium

Millennium Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Millennium By Grits?
The last days
Charactered by skin nature Lustful galavantin You choose the nomenclature Clearer than water As I overturn The cistern My story's complete Pass to bone When it is his turn Time's unnecessary For diligent worker A chance for this Philanthropist Post-Jesus circa My pestilence Is petulant Rebuke the adversary The shoot their flatulent Blend with commentary 1999 Ain't hard to find Face to the grind As you stare At the timeline 2 G's Who survived this When the smoke settles And the air clears You're face to face With your worst fears Wells spring forth What did you bring forth All this time you had Millennium arrival All I really-really wanna see is All I really-really wanna see, see is,is In these last days Many believing Too many sleeping Nobody trying to awaken Worshiping satan Unconsciously In a state of repubate A house divided Righteously unabiding Religiously reunited To the flesh love Collections of the best Of from the last love Gave up your first love Cursed by complacency Why the descention from above You used to be dedicated And word related But since you got your choice Of your final destiny The millennium It's the end ya'll The millennium Wells spring forth What did you bring forth All this time you had Millennium arrival All I really-really wanna see is All I really-really wanna see, see is,is |
Who Wrote Millennium By Grits?
Teron David Carter, Stacy Bernard Jones, Otto Montgomery Price Jr., Ric Robbins
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What's The Duration Of The Millennium By Grits?The duration of Millennium is 2:22 minutes and seconds. |
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