) Aiight, Elite for real. One tape and Im up out of here One, yup, yea Lord please forgive me for my sinning, I aint saying that im finished but Im praying
be yours love may the comforts I praise be yours love If I ever get weak may the love words I speak and the arms that I seek be yours love May the Lord
I'm in Ple-eee-ase write my mother Lord, Lord, Lord Tell her the shape I'm in Tell her to pray for me Forgive me of all my sin On the next train south
10 Pistol at your head if I ain't next to Eminem Then I bust in your face like I'm fuckin' Lil' Kim Niggards, better pray to the lyrical Lord That I
I get down on my knees everyday and I pray These tears I'm a cryin' are tears of joy cause it wash my sins away I'm a livin' for the Lord and I want everybody
be counted with the children of the Lord Move up a little closer climb high up the mountain Move up a little closer to the kingdom of the Lord [ piano
place In this world to have a kid more to less raise (Raise) Can't play in the street because of gun blaze (Blaze) No god in the schools let us pray Lord
For Bob, he is a Baptist And his wife, she's Cherokee And Larry, he's a Lutheran And his grand daddy is Greek Well, Paul, he's Pentecostal And his pastor prays
the Lord is keepin me sane Above with the grain, in the go-go with the love With the Lord you know we got him, in the name of our lord and savior Jesus
my knees And roll my stockings down And all that jazz Start the car I know a whoopee spot Where the gin is cold But the piano's hot It's just a noisy
hour through the day since you went away I've been wondering if you are still wondering too I pray every night to the good Lord above please send back
will be peace in the valley for me oh Lord I pray There'll be no sadness no sorrow no trouble I see There will be peace in the valley for me [ piano ]
down Prays, prays for a soldier boy In fire and angry noise Under the thumb of the Lord And waits, quilting and quietly Her minor piano keys Slip through
true He prayed Lord forgive them for they know not what they do Through the gates of glory down the streets of gold March the hero on the Lord into heaven
our love could never be may you never be alone like me [ fiddle ] In the Bible God's own words to say for every wrong someday you'll pay I pray the Lord
at spec-special risin' sun I woke up this mo'nin I looked at special risin' sun Now, I pray up to the good Lord That my special rider, she would come
shrug As I crawled beneath the rug and retuned my piano The wallflower is waiting, she hides behind composure, composure She'd love to dance and prays
prayer to Lord each day to help me do the best that I can When I kneel and pray I hope to meet you there blessed Jesus hold my hand [ organ - piano ]