Send niggas back to go, try again niggas All hail me, the good the bag the ugly The money's around your way, lovely Where for art thou meth-tical God
the sparrows ... and the boys who shoots the arrows If I only had a heart. Picture me - a balcony. Above a voice sings low. Wherefore art thou, Romeo
and I roll it, hit the block actin' a donkey Killin' my own people, servin' my own uncles And I Our father who art in heaven Hollow be thy name Thou
? Probably My money get jealous, I keep the dough in check The checks bounce, give me cash and give me mo' interest Rick Rock, now I get the dough goin' west 20 thou
hour for that. [Sergeant Fogarty] Why did you get a murder weapon? [Amos Hart] I keep a gun in the underway drawer. Just in case it trouble, you know
, holy Lord God Almighty Holy, holy, holy, though the darkness hide Thee Though the eye of sinful man, Thy glory may not see Only thou art holy, there
Name I Burn Thy Name In Flames I Kill Thy Name And Thus Thee Are Accursed Even Unto The Underworld Mut The Troublesome Dead Plague Me No Longer Thou Art
name I burn thy name in flames I kill thy name And thus thee are accursed Even into the underworld Mut the troublesome dead Plague me no longer Thou art
above how great Thou art Mystery wind blowing right through your hearts Whistling down from out of this world Take an honest man away from his girl Stir up trouble
soul, there is no help for Him in God. [Chorus:] But Thou, O Lord, art a shield for me; my glory, You lift mine head. But Thou, O Lord, art a shield
it, hit the block actin a donkey Killin my own people, servin my own uncles And I [Chorus] {prayer} Our father who art in heaven Hollow be thy name Thou
[Chamillionaire:] My money get jealous, I keep the dough in check The checks bounce, give me cash and give me mo' interest Rick Rock, now I get the dough goin west 20 thou
how great thou art Mystery wind blowing right through your heart Ah, whistling down from out of this world Take an honest man away from his girl Stir up trouble
Chamillionaire:] My money get jealous, I keep the dough in check The checks bounce, give me cash and give me mo' interest Rick Rock, now I get the dough goin west 20 thou