[Intro: sample] I know how tough it is *gunshot* [Killah Priest] My life flashes, I'm eight years old, my face stares cold At the pastor, as he picks
give a fuck I dig up my nose and my butt On the bus or the train This is for niggas walkin' in the rain Listenin' to they Walkman Talkin the New York
is hope for all to find peace". Oh my Lord... You sent your son to save us Oh my Lord... Your very self you gave us Oh my Lord... That sin may not
his thoughts to a beloved maid Whose ebony face is beyond communication The captain is down but still believing that his love will be repaid They shaved
of angels shuffling in my iPod Niggas learned to raise their voices when I lowered my rod Staff of Moses, Pharaoh knows it, son, my word is my bond Tune my
truck semi On my last trip to Sydney in the Sheraton lobby Grab my coattails and get a grip (Grab 'em) You want the truth? Well, the truth is This is
the colours on the easel It?s my worlds nature the mother of my people It?s the sun dance moon walk Swing of my system The boogie to my baby With my
She's been seeing another man Infidelity runs in the family But that wasn't a part of the plan And shepherds watch the flicks by night At the King's
the lord is my shepherd And I shall not want Why do I still want you? Yeah, tonight I've wrestled with the Devil Wrestled with the truth If the Lord is my shepherd
is enough God is enough You are enough Never too much More than enough God is enough You are enough for me Lecrae: Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not
And twelve yellow willows shall fellow the shallows Small waves and thunder be my pillow Upon the gleaming water two swans that swim And every place shall be my
beneath the sky Face a race by reason And that is just a win For empty soul I breathe in Keep myself from givin' in Love and hatred, home is most sacred
semi On my last trip to Sydney in the Sheraton lobby Grab my coattails and get a grip (Grab 'em) You want the truth? Well, the truth is This is it, pointin
live for And all that I'm going to be My precious Savior is more than an heirloom to me My precious Jesus Is more than an heirloom to me
owe my manhood For thine sexuality is untamed ans pure Satyr-king for centuries worshipped A legacy born in the bosom of man Lust beyond love, love beyond
so bad (his light is shinig on us) Oh my Lord (oh my Lord so praise the Lord) with the child's adoration Lord (oh my Lord he is a persontion). There
is no one else like you (Tye)Jesus you're the Great I Am,we sing Worthy is the lamb (Tye) worthy is the lamb Worthy is the lamb you're the great i am
king born in a manger is lord of my heart Now the king born in a manger is lord of my heart Oh yes, the king born in a manger Is lord of my heart Now
