still sit and pray y'all, yeah ya'll when we hustle can't a muthafucka touch you when the law love you and we praise 'em waitin' for our chance to burn
real one tape dawg and I'm up out of here One, yup, yea Lord please forgive me for my sinning, I ain't saying that I'm finished but I'm praying in advance
my song I'll be praising my savior All the day long (Solo: lift your voice and sing All: oh uh oh) How long must you carry this burden On your mind The lord
10 Pistol at your head if I ain't next to Eminem Then I bust in your face like I'm fuckin Lil' Kim Niggaz better pray to the lyrical lord That I fall
] Can I get a little rest, cause I can't take another test Haven't I proven myself, so why do I feel like I'm that victim I'm just praying for nothing and do the lord
the speed though, man, you better let ease off A street talk into a collision course with these walls - bam! They don't move, don't pray, don't lose,
you more and more?I need you??Glacia Robinson Credits: Written and Composed by Glacia Robinson Produced by: Maurice Gregory & Glacia Robinson Vocal Arrangement: Glacia Robinson & Maurice Gregory Piano
where I can feel at home Fine that you know Blind till you?ll know who you are Pray and sing the Lord Pray and sing the Lord Pray and sing the Lord Fine
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
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
on Sunday that's where I learned to pray [ piano ] Our clothes were clean but faded sometimes our feet were bare But no one noticed anything except the Lord
balo Now dig the story and follow For then it landed, on American soil Through the sweat, the blood, and the toil Hear, "Praise the Lord," shouted on
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
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
sit and pray y'all, yeah ya'll when we hustle can't a muthafucka touch you when the law love you and we praise 'em waitin' for our chance to burn muthafuckas