you rule the world every girl would want to be with you First, ya get the money, then you get the power G Rap bustin' the gats slangin' last by every hour
true colors I feel like God just blessed me With two new brothers Cause' I look to the cross And I ask for proof of it To the father, to the son Holy
Is how they greet me, take trips weekly Dwell by the havens, fed by a raven Ate from the beak of eagles, sat with hebrews Broke bread with the holy people
your own risk silver shadow That might lurk in the image in the Pharaoh when the road gets narrow An hour off after hour devour with the power the
the vibe, wanna feel the vibe Uhh, wanna, what? Yeah Wanna, what? Uhh, yeah (Come on) Everybod', c'mon, uhh Yo, yo (All night long) Durin' divine hours
are not alone -- the people of new york, People of the united states of america Indeed decent freedom loving people Everywhere stand at their side in this hour
? No doubt Hip-Hop? We're not selling it out, we're just lettin' it out If you're checkin' us out this hour, we teatchin' hip-hop Holy integrated people
bigger than motherfuckin dinosaur Got out the car and had to duck to get in shaggy's place You should have seen the fuckin look up on his painted face He said "holy
you? Yes Did it hurt you? Yes The whole car smelled like pickles I stuck my toe in her ass And tweaked her titty nipples We fucked for about an hour
search for everything Keeping what we would win Orchids or tiny flowers Wooden huts or ivory towers Centuries or hours Dark are the winter days Holy
so we can ball at Thug's Mansion Every corner, every city There's a place where life's a little easy Little Hennessey, laid back and cool Every hour '
of shit Street fires increased a bit, I might body a nigga for at least a nick Quipin the forty power, 24 hours of Armageddon The fly terrorist, chapter of sporty cowards Holy
make you breakdown, breakdown Breakdown and cry Devil's daughter You don't want a holy war Devil's daughter You don't want a holy war Devil's daughter You don't want a holy
to our click I got a hundred metronomes just waiting to go sync So take ya pick but not the axe or the shovel After hours I make beds rock like Barney
In our hearts, Lord, in this nation Awakening Holy Spirit, we desire Awakening For You and You alone Awake my soul Awake my soul and sing For the world
Oh, Lord I come with heart, here open For in my hour of darkness I may be Seeking the joy of love unspoken Oh, Lord be Thou near to me And the holy voices
side Father son and the holy ghost They're three guys that I like the most Everybody say a prayer each day That oughta keep the devil away Father son and the holy
fine one And he was a handsome man One look was enough And away they ran They spent many happy hours And then the night closed in And the holy ground