the homeless a place to rest Visiting the prisoner, lifting up the lowly By our fruits may You shine on us May You shine on us, shine on us, Lord shine on us
One of us, one of us, one of us One of us, one of us, one of us One of us, one of us, one of us One of us, one of us, one of us
probably crack the blow And my overtime is where your taxes go I gain your trust Get you to hand weight to us because we paid up front On the low with
Scrape y'all motherfuckers This is my word, when you see us When you see us flashing and shining And building and adding on Y'all niggaz just watch it
us leave you guessin or do you understand the stressin The aggression, the look of no hope on me and my niggaz faces Like the lord overlooked us when he handed
and sleep And I pray for the Lord, my soul to keep If I should die before I wake Pray to the Lord, my soul to take, yeah Pray for the Lord, my soul to
beggers keep in line? Learn them all the rules? Who's tell us whitewash windows? When to take down doors? Tell us make a flask of tea and survive the
, a sorry life in judging every action And as they're feeding your mind with this shit you forget How to speak how to ask all the questions The business at hand
in Heaven Give us this day, our daily bread As we give up our debts As we forgive our debtors Lead us not into temptation But deliver us, unevil For
smaller G's be dippin' Chevy Impalas While flossin' they gold D's, O.G.'s, is who they follow We swallow tomorrow see, what we leave is hollow We feed
to see a young thug cry They seeing us inside a casket That's how they see us Oh God forgive us ghetto bastards We human beings They leaving us inside
bitch Niggaz got me twisted in a bad way, why you change? Fuck with me, all this shit pay, nigga, fuck the fame Don't remember 'Hit 'Em Up', don't make us
can't sleep, we livin' in Hell (Yeah) First they give us the work then they throw us in jail (Ayy) Won't trip ya, I'm traffickin' the white Please Lord
see a city on a hill, I see the only way to be filled, mighty rushing wind around us, Holy Spirit burn within us. [Chorus:] Burn. Burn. Burn. Within us, within us
cutie thang, 'fraid she's a beauty bang Rollin' with a player cause thats what he was And dedicated to his paper, Jesus On his bitches hard as feeds
As life goes on, there's still no answers To why we all must die Why put us here then take away our lives? For when life falls then death will call And
got dreams of seeing all my money double up I gotta get it, cause I got a family to feed If you feel what I'm sayin' put yo' hand on yo' heat [Chorus