Soon and very soon we are going to see the King Soon and very soon we are going to see the King Soon and very soon we are going to see the King Hallelujah
bitch who play piano, a bitch who don't A bitch who dances naked, a bitch who won't A bitch who's short, a bitch who's tall A bitch who burns my pager
, I went to Nashville, tryin' to beat the big deal Playin' down on Broadway, gettin' there the hard way Living from a tip jar, sleeping in my car Hocking my
s gone Drivin' my pig while the bands takin' pictures in the grass And my radio's smashed And I like pianos in the evenin' sun Draggin' my heals 'til my
travelin *echoes* Time travelin *echoes* Yo, I was a piano player in my last lifetime Now I write rhymes, sip white wine and let my light shine Out the
And even though I got it all now My only stupid dream I see you and me together And how it should have been I remember piano lessons Now everything seems
I had to break, I had to get away Pack my bags, headed for grey hound and it was a Monday Time to start my mission, I felt that burning feeling in my soul
up Feelin my highs and my lows In my soul, and my goals Just to stop smoking and stop drinkin But I been thinkin I got my reasons Just to get (by), just
from the soul We got Tay Zonday on the keys (Play that tape!) Bring it from the soul Layla play something on the keys -- Eli play something on the keys (piano
ugh, ugh, Priesthood, uh huh, Royal Emperor In my time, ya know, my time, went through a lot of things Yo, yo, yo I write the realest, only my true niggas
refrains I barely got enough time to explain How hip hop captivated my brain My mama raised me on soul and Beethoven Sports clubs from private school
don't know Verse 3 Now with the drums, to the bass, to the piano and to the horn it's a crazy ass life and that's my word is born I'm trying to be as
in my soul dear forever burn My heart's at your command dear to keep love and to hold Making you happy is my desire dear keeping you is my goal I'll
rolling thunder Thy art throughout the universe displayed Then sings my soul my Saviour God to Thee how great Thou art how great Thou art Then sings my soul my
[ Johnny Wright ] To Canaan's land I'm on my way where the soul of men never dies My darkest night will turn today where the soul of men never dies No
prayin', workin' on my nerves, man Like, "Son you gotta get your soul clean Before they blow them horns like Coltrane" But still I cry tears of a hustler Wipe tears from my
all through the night Bless my soul, I love you Take this heart away Take these arms I'll never use An' just believe in what my lips have to say You