places to hide There's no greater power than the power of goodbye There's nothing left to lose There's no more heart to bruise There's no greater power than
the greater truth We've all been crucified and they nailed Jesus to the tree And when I'm born again, you're gonna see a change in me God made me for a reason and nothing is
2) My life's too real to be a PSA The million in the ceiling is for a rainy day I cut it, than whip her like she Annie Mae Praise God, I escaped by his
the part of Billy the Bird is played by a flute, like this... The part of Bruce the Duck is played by an oboe... Louie the Cat is a clarinet. All
pain/ game gon' recognize game/ and any nigga that aint really feelin me is the epitamy/ of what i be doin these niggaz is slippery/ if you say history
tear And it's clear my music may not do well up in here Oh my God being a nigger must be a good payin' job With all the fringe benefits, ignorance is bliss There is
a great adventure" "babe, beginning of a great adventure" Take a look It might be fun to have a kid that I could kick around Create in my own image like a god
no more heart to bruise, and theres no greater power than the power of goodbye, theres nothing left to lose, theres no more heart to bruise, and theres no greater power than
is? In my rectory of doubt I kneel to pray like one devout As time the great gray dreamless sleep Of a useless modern God Erodes away, each storied
You have to worry about them goons with the 38 snubs You got too much to lose, you're in a great position How can you be hood If my whole freakin' flat is smaller than
been having trouble sleeping See nanny, Edie ain't here to say goodbye no more I had to say goodbye to her, inside is where resides the hurt Now all I feel is pain
and souls are polluted Superiority complex is deep rooted Leeches and lice's, and people got prices Egomaniacs control the self-righteous Nothing is sacred and nothing is
come on, yeah Stay strong this ain't for the faint hearted My name's honored 'cause my style is insane retarded Remain hottest from St. Marks to St. Thomas Take game farther than
God) Unconscious for months (beep beep) Deep in coma shock When you awoke, it was hope Dry throat Choking off tools, being fed ice cubes Pain in you
love is all we need Shine your love to all and every need VERSE; WE COME BEFORE YOU To heal them as we know Their need is greater than our own
takes to praise You Jesus, bring the rain I am Yours regardless of The dark clouds that may loom above Because You are much greater than my pain You
what it is, think I'm serious/ Then heart attack, missles aimed straight at where the fuck your heart is at/ Fix cement or get hit, how hard is that,
than you do Hows about another line or two To pick you up , pick you up While your people drown, drown I hope your happy And you sleep so great at night