yeah, I'ma up at Brooklyn, now I'm down in Tribeca Right next to De Niro, but I'll be hood forever I'm the new Sinatra, and since I made it here I can
bird Goddy know I'm a murderer Half these niggas beefing with me I never heard of them If I was the old me I would murdered them In matter of face if I was the old me I
I aint perfect, you know that from old me My life is real even when I'm in the movies I'm on the ave, I'm in the cave I buried my Grandmother on Thursday
to say, ?Only Jesus can save us? Well momma, I know I act a fool But I'll be gone till November, I got packs to move, I hope (Jesus walk) God show me
a real political man I watch CNN but I'm not sure I could Tell you the difference in Iraq and Iran But I know Jesus and I talk to God And I remember
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
Well I can't tell you where I'm going, I'm not sure of where I've been But I know I must keep travelin' till my road comes to an end I'm out here on
that red dirt road It's where I drank my first beer, it's where I found Jesus Where I wrecked my first car, I tore it all to pieces I learned the path
A hungry starving people search for food as their babies die (Chorus) I tell you, we can touch the world When we meet them all at their need We can touch them where
the rocks, me I got you shocked Why not? You see the recipe Buckshot, I represent Brooklyn and my {nigga} Biggie [Keith Murray] I'm from C-I, L-I, F-L-Y Where
on the wings of angels By the clouds and stars and passed where no one sees And she walks with Jesus and her loved ones waitin' And I know she's smilin
decisions But I'm just a man and I don't deserve this incredible life That you've given me Jesus I love you Lord, I love you Dear God, it's me Wanya I
:Bizzy BoneAlbum:The Gift Title:Never Grow You better be careful where you go Be careful where you go Be careful where you go Be careful where you
streets where it's nothin but love I'm them leather shits, you the Michael Jackson glove (SP) I'm in the hood cause I'm dedicated If I was you I woulda
I tell the World what I want to Yeah I tell the World what I want to Man I feel so alone They treat me like an Outcast Cause I tell the world what I
stop when i pull up And my pants sag low like i was rockin a pull-up When i stop and i pull up ima be already full of Vodka I keep that in my cup a bay
run And I feel just like Jesus' son And I guess baby that I just don't know Oh oh, I guess I just don't know I have, I've made very big decision I wish that I
the things that I did and after all the sins that I commited, one day I heard about Jesus. I'm just like the woman that heard about Jesus coming through