'll open any door. Everybody knows the secret, Everybody knows the score. I have finally found a place to live In the presence of the Lord. In the presence of the Lord
I'll open any door. Everybody knows the secret, everybody knows the score. I have finally found a place to live in the presence of the Lord. In the presence of the Lord
presence of the Lord is here, The presence of the Lord is here, I feel it in the atmosphere, The presence of the Lord is here, The presence of the Lord
I'll open any door. Everybody knows the secret, Everybody knows the score. I have finally found a place to live In the presence of the Lord. In the presence of the Lord
way that I walk and talk Strollin with a slight limp Flyer than any big city pimp [ ROUND 1: Shaquel Shabazz ] Gold, girls, cold cash On the mic Shaquel Shabazz Supreme, the Lord
never showed you (No, no, no, no, no, no, I never showed you) Assumed you?d always be there (Always, always be there, I thought you?d always be there) I took your presence
face Bring it to your face, say it to your face I hear your little chatter sayin' that the Bone done Smilin' in my presence hatin' on that thug love
Oh God, give me something A reason to live My body is aching Don't want sympathy Come on, come and love me Come on, set me free Set me free The Lord
top, from the jeep From the gutter, from the street From my soul to the mic to the essence So in my absence you feel the presence, exactly I make contact
it From touching The heavens above us Another day is gone Another night now dawn Waiting patiently Hope that you'll return But not before long Why you say goodbye I still feel your presence
the shadow of death I will fear no evil for You are with me Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me You prepare a table for me in the presence of my
Uh-huh, eh, heh Lay back on this one (Yeah, you know how I do baby) You only a customer When you walkin' in the presence of hustlers Uh, I'm laid back
The lord is my shepherd Let's get this coke measured And as I walk through the valley of the shadow of gangstas I fears nothin but God and bein broke
Niggaz come to get ya, betta know they're comin' with ya The day I stuck my head out my mother's womb, I was doomed Repeatin' the Lord's prayers, sittin
"Transmitting brand new Jumpsteady...." (Jumpsteady) Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep Time swifts back upon my bed As the
"Transmitting brand new Jumpsteady...." (Jumpsteady) Now I lay me down to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep Time swifts back upon my bed As