seven zeroes that's my only concern Put a torch to these hoes, make these bitches burn Stern, as I handle my grit, talk mo' shit Spit, and let my fo-fo
you 4TH CONVICT When I get free You won't see me 'Ere for dust CHORUS Look down, look down Don't look 'em in the eye. 5TH CONVICT How long, O Lord
my cup run it over Temptation on my shoulder I'm growing colder than a polar bear Thinking about a bank hold up I fall upon my lap and rest my head,
, for my life and your life As long as we're cooperating with God By accepting Jesus Christ as our personal Lord and Saviour And as the Lord, does return
Yo, my crew is in the house Terra, Herb Mcgruff, Buddah bless Big twan, Killa Kam, Trooper J, and Mike Boogie And I'ma set it like this Aiyo, folks who
Look at my life (look at my life) [Chorus] Look at my life, I'ma gangsta (gangsta, gangsta, gangsta) Look at my life, I'ma gangsta (gangsta) Look at my life (look at my
All flends of flends From the deep of dark abyss arrive! Pazuzu, the evil one Lord, who feeds on agel cries! Bless the damned, curse the blessed - crucify
Lord - my soul I caress the total universe Even so vast mortal skies and oceans cannot Fill the house of presence and goldlust storms There grows the shadow of all my
brand new I always been with God, but is God with you I keep hearing these voices Having a hell of my choices And telling us the poisons on my soul
so long I've been making my revi's So long I've been making my revi's Oh, so long making my revi's Making my, my revi's My Momma must have prayed real
matter, no Blessed is the land and the kingdom Blessed is the man, whose soul belongs to Blessed are the meth drinkers, pot sellers, illusion dwellers O Lord
with odours sweet: O run, prevent them with thy humble ode, And lay it lowly at his blessed feet; Have thou the honour first thy Lord to greet, And join
o lord, forgive my iniquity, though it is great. look upon my affliction and my distress and tade all my sins away. to you, o lord, i lift up my soul
say It is well, it is well with my soul It is well with my soul It is well with my soul It is well, it is well with my soul Though Satan should buffet
me nearer nearer nearer blessed Lord to Thine precious bleeding side Consecrate me now to Thy service Lord by the power of grace divine Let my soul look up with a steadfast hope and my
name has been a curse. If, today, another Jew went to his grave because I failed to do my duty, I would all my life find his blood on my hands. I have
rest in peace My nigga sleep Nigga be creep thugging till we all deceased Makaveli, Biggie Smalls, and Eazy-E T-Rock got shot Lord bless 'em please bless
hath clean hands, and a pure heart; who hath not lifted up his soul unto vanity, nor sworn deceitfully. He shall receive the blessing from the LORD God