Lyrics:
Hand In Hand With Jesus

ready for their stones I'll dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, hands Above my head, head, head Like Jesus said I'm gonna dance, dance, dance With my hands, hands, hands

The world at my sneakers Gold pieces molded with Jesus features Give streets the fever From the way I spit the Ether Came on the scene at 19, a gritty

eyes She didn't even have time to cry She was so scared She threw her hands up in the air Jesus, take the wheel Take it from my hands ?Cause I can't

s what I'm giving you Who walked through the White House without a buisness suit Compton hand Jerry Curl tripping around a waiting shoes Gave Mike all my demo came here to pay my deuce Started off with

all for every little bit that I get But this is all I need, so sing this song with me It goes like So it sounds like this E'rybody start clapping your hands

and your fear can't find .. each from my hand. i sacrifice my life to give you my life to speakers, tryna be good even know I've been crossed like Jesus

though You know Put your hands to the constellations They way you look should be a sin, you my sensation I know I'm preachin' to the congregation We love Jesus

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

his love And that's how he hurt his hands It was one they could understand He was showing his love And that's how he hurt his hands