Where were you when the world stopped turning That September day? Out in the yard With your wife and children Workin' on some stage in LA? Did you stand
I speak to you in Jesus' name As Jesus speaks through me The evil we do can't be blamed Upon our destiny I have walked through the Valley of death-row
Yeah, it's those Jersey boys I heard a man say Jesus walks Me, myself I heard Jesus talk 'Cause when I heard this beat I felt Jesus force I heard it
and they nailed Jesus to the tree And when I'm born again, you're gonna see a change in me God made me for a reason and nothing is in vain Redemption comes in many shapes with
I was raised off of old Route 3 Out past where the blacktop ends We'd walk to church on Sunday mornin' Race barefoot back to the Johnson's fence That
She walks with a beat as she works the street in the dead of night She's been laid off and her kids must eat and his money's right A world away beneath
it back, with another stack, of raps to blow your back out How many of y'all wanna go for yours I keep my dogs in the crackhouse [Buckshot] Let's take a walk
the mask again." No time for talkin, dig the whole for the coffin. It's no mystery Rey that he's a dead man walkin. (El dia de los muertos) Say a prayer
to believe She flew up to heaven on the wings of angels By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees And she walks with Jesus and her loved
s shown this time I'm so grateful for the way you've changed my life I'd give all I have, I'd just throw it all away For a chance to walk with you through
to earthly man his way does not belong, It does not belong to man who is walking even to direct his step Correct me oh Jehovah, However with judgment
to have vision If you see it you can read it, Jesus died for the vision But the vision is to walk with swag, hold your head and walk in brag Never let
[Majesty] Ridin with death [Layzie] We niggas rappin but still we actin like criminals [Majesty] Ridin with death [Layzie] We niggas rappin but still
Ridin' with death We niggas rappin' but still we actin' like criminals Ridin' with death We niggas rappin' but still we actin' like criminals My nigga
oh Lord That to earthly men, His way does not belong It does not belong to man Who must walk and even to direct his step Correct me, oh Jehovah However with
game is this? If we were in the islands, I would fry your whole tribe Sicilian style while add enough break wide As I come back with the vibe And
tryin to call you Jesus Christ boy, one Yeah, D-Block Styles P you wit me dog? Hell yeah, let's get 'em, let's go (Sheek Louch) You get smacked with
A nightmare walkin' in a psychopath's map Defeat your purpose like a weed stash in the rehab Guess who's sneakin' in the weed bags They be me with my