am Do they see Jesus In Me Do they recognize Your face Do I communicate Your love, and Your grace Do I reflect who You are In the way I choose to be Do they see Jesus
Translation: Williams, Joy. Do They See Jesus In Me?.
Do they see Jesus In Me Do they recognize Your face Do I communicate Your love, and Your grace Do I reflect who You are In the way I choose to be Do they see Jesus In Me
green and my Jordan's light gray And they love to see white, now how much you tryna pay, let's go Today was a good day, hope I have me a great night
And do not disagree with me it's best you jus concur I'm a legend with a legacy that can't help but survive Even when I fuckin die they gonna bury me
late for my date with destiny Let me go Everybody's standing and waiting and they're hating Gospels say they should forgive me They'd rather hand me
froze And I know they tryna get they cool back And them ghetto bitches hollin' "How you do that?" So they could never say we never lived it And if I see
say I take a cake They speak ill but words don't break him bone They bounce off him 'cause see him is purchasin' homes See his stones how they complement
I pray to God, we never die Niggas couldn't do nothin' with me They put the devil on me I would have preferred if niggas Would squeeze the metal on me
pop, one shot, body drop, it wasn't me Tell the cops it wasn't me, you saw me right? It wasn't me It's not my M.O., see me I make it stretch Get in the
terrorism, racism And most of all, we at war wit ourselves (Jesus walks) God show me the way because the Devil's trying to break me down (Jesus walks with me
's Dior Homme not Dior homie The crib scarface couldn't be more Tony You love me for me, could you be more phony? Put your hands to the constellations They
they don't understand Or wanna see me on top, too egotistical Talkin' all that slick ****, the same way these ****** do Wonder what my secrets is, ******** move on you Only if they
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
for all of them Tabloid magazines rate worst and best dressed They got some nerve when the ones Who do the ratings look a mess Star Jones don't like me
I prayed to Jesus Christ There was a time I had a mother it was nice Nobody else would ever take the place of you Nobody else could do the things that you could do
you 12 disciples Give me a clue who could do this to you? The kid on the block who makes less money than you. Crooked cops pulled up, they offered
