Can I take a moment to tell you how I feel? These words are not just lyrics, no, but they're, oh, so real Let me tell you a story that happens everyday
So I get a call the other day Just about to take off on a flight to L.A. Something in my spirit didn?t want to hear it Can?t be that urgent, it?s gotta
Ever wonder why we sometimes have to go through hard times Even though we?ve been living the best we know how But God has a purpose, a plan, I?ll just
Like the birds to the trees, trees to the leaves Lord, how I need You Like the sun, up in the sky, Jesus, You?re the light Oh, how I need You I?ve had
Everybody, clap your hands, everybody, jump for joy Everybody, make some noise if you love the Lord Everybody, clap your hands, everybody, jump for joy
Control, don?t you think you?ve got control? On these streets, you hold your own Kind of like an island, all alone But what happens when it all goes
Surround me, oh Lord, get all around me Until people see no more me Surround me, oh Lord, let all my enemies see That they can?t harm me ?cause I?m surrounded
Yours Verse 1: Here I am again, knocking at Your door, I know that I have sinned, but please let me in. You`re used to my mouth talking, but listen to
Feels like a lifetime, waiting on my time Wonder, will I ever see the things I heard You have for me? Driving down a winding road decided to let go Falling
Translation: Men Of Standard. In Your Will.
Translation: Men Of Standard. Latter Rain.
Translation: Men Of Standard. I Will.
like the rain so we aint running out Falling like the rain so we aint running out Falling like the rain so we aint running out Oh its raining men girl
Dickie, shout out my n-gga Rocky still smoking sickie, it aint no other option not for made n-ggas and I'm never stopping I raised the bar, I set the standards
forget I went to look From the Sky Bar to the Standard, nothing took These boys don't care Got a handful with their projects and with their looks Where are all the men
social positions Teaching ambition to support the family superstition? When the Son of Podition is Commander in Chief The standard is Thief, brethren can we candidly speak? Woe to the men
be born Nigga so dumb, shoulda used a condom Ask mommy every day, when daddy gon' come? But he never showed up I would pimp for them, became demented, then men
king Who took on the Standard Oil men and whipped their ass Just like he promised he'd do? Ain't no Standard Oil men gonna run this state Gonna to run
