Translation: Monroe, Bill. Lord Lead Me On.
and watch you buckle I can't stand a snitch, a switch real bitch I got some transcripts to say you been runnin ya lips Now its on, on site, if I see you
for you, boy? Then, toy, get out Syndicate mob ain't nothin but hardened crooks You try to diss, your butt is on a meat hook Want some of me? You're on
no game war Cause me to smack all faggots, taking your chains off Thugs spending half of your cabbage on a Range Rov' Change clothes, switch me description
the Lord made me hard to handle So lovin' me might be a long shot gamble So before you go and turn me on Be sure that you can turn me loose 'Cause I
part?) (Yes, how quick they have to part?) In remembrance of today Brings sad feelings of tomorrow (Yes, how quick they have to) Lead me on, oh, Lord
{intro} Woah oh x 5 {verse 1} Yo it's like speeding down the highway with a blind fold on no hands on the wheel hopin' God will lead me my way and
you there) Just take me by the hand let me (I'll take you there) Let me, let me, let me lead the way Oh (I'll take you there) Let me take you there
into your keeping Oh, lead me on, lead me on The awaited deliverance comforts the seeking, oh lead on Lead me on Lead me on Lead me on ...
flow Feel me, I'm loved like the great late Malik Sealy The one the player haters hate dearly, but can't near me Homicide can't scare me I O-bide by the
weep for me I'll be with my Lord There's my bible on the table Read it to me once more I can hear God's heavenly angels Singing me on through heaven
paved the way Fell in temptation, sin spread through the nation Lead me salvation, and pierce the palms of holy hands Who is the son of man? take me
Blackstreet, c'mon Fellowship Let's bless the Lord Bless the Lord Bless the Lord 'Cause finally we'll make it through it all Bless the Lord Bless the Lord
and take me home Lead me to your door Take me where you are Lead me to your door And let me in, just let me in And let me leave, just let me leave this
you can meet me But nigga you fuck with me then I'm a fuck with you Introduce you to this heat, I sweep the street When I draw down, let me hear you
slow and push lead through that nigga's flesh Ain't no hope when every nigga wants to be the nine-milla On the trigger, the black nigga killa We be
- Layzie - (Krayzie in the background - 'swing low') God loves me Ask me how i know God loves me Ask me how i know God loves me Ask me
