with them groceries How it's 'posed to be, they ain't close to me Yeah, I'm in association but I'm playin' for my own team Too much division, head-on
fear no evil for Thou art with me Hey Lord, I'm waitin' for you Oh God, I'm waitin' for you Waitin' to open Your ninety-eight wounds And be Thee, be
I don't know how much longer You're gonna be here So I say my prayers every night One for my mother, one for my father And one for the love of my life
ain't what it oughta be, almost caught a ki They're tellin' me that there's more to see God, listen, it was him or me Sorry for the choices I chose,
coming way clean If you ain't Regime Then fuck ya! [Poppa L.Q.] We the real street criminals Regime generals Mash for the most And we sell it for the
love! (Pimp) Now I got love for my homies who done shed blood for my homies In the night sometimes I wish I coulda took slugs for my homies But they
, O, Lord of my heart Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art Thou my best thought, by day or by night Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light Be
me be a servant, a keeper of the door My heart is only longing to see forever more The glory of Your presence the dwelling of the Lord Oh, let me be
day, after day singing Lord of all the Earth Forever He shall reign Lord of glory, lamb of God And holy is His name My soul says Lord of all the Earth
(L-Burna) Livin' legends in your presence, learn the lessons we stressin' It's all platinum, we make it happen Livin' legends in your presence, learn
own hand To die for all those who stand His love is yet unfailing His grace ever prevailing He promises eternity All you have to do is believe (chorus) How could it be that the Lord
And I dare not be the Christ And I welcome any sufferer And I welcome any Saul Sitting in this room, on wooden bench Waiting for Joi to call And I suffer here alone, Lord
get back to where my smile I had was real? I'm desperate for your touch and I miss your voice so much Lord, show me your face I'm longing for your presence
me free protecting me from harm Raise my hands to show how I feel His presence is oh so real Till he's guiding me I'll be still 'cause I'd be lost without
is why I love Sunday mornings even when it was cold There was always something burning that was good for my soul As I walk through the yard I could feel your presence
sense I got that whole wide world in my hand Spin that ten as a trill rock Still for that bill Hard to kill motherfucker Koopsta mentally ill Still
The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not be in want. He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside the still waters, he restores my soul.
shoulders his back is stronger than mine He was there the first time I called him he'll be there anyplace anytime [ dobro ] Now it's true that I've still