But with my every breath I want to be serving My Lord and My God My Lord and My God Scriptural Reference: "Thomas said to him, 'My Lord and My God
The Lord is my Shepherd, the Lord is my Shepherd My friend and helper, I shall not want He's there to guide me, standing beside me The Lord is my Shepherd
baby That's why I want you And Oh I'll even quit my job Lovin' you, I'll make it my job Thank you Lord, thank you lord This is it My god! That's why
I miss it Lord, I miss it Lord These blood red eyes Don't see so good But what's worse is if they could Would I change my ways? Wasted times and broken
we've always been and we'll always be Best friends Been two and a half years since my man Big passed Been two and a half years since my world crashed I needed help, God
m blessed in my flesh It all came down to a test A motherfucker wanna go and put a tattoo on my chest Now I'm caught up in the mix and I can't do shit
door Bentley Coupe Without my nigga on the passenger side? And still, I try to get money, stay fly Finish the race, holdin' my crown high I fly next to God, my
leave you (on my side) Silly si-silly me to think that I don't need you Akon: Dear God here's my letter Writing to you coz my life has gotten a lot
my righteousness And until You move me, I'll be still And know that You are God You hold my world in Your hands You hold my world in Your hands and I
Off of somebody else's money Hey, me and my friends, we were talkin' 'bout that Ole Freddy, Bill and Sonny And how with all my brains and all your cash
cool like Egon, and shine like veegon Pissin on your beons, for decades and eons You squad has no muscle plus you, my new hustle Fuck scuffin up my knuckles
am bored All my hommies GD's but i am lord Rap god, Greek mythology and this life to crazy to think logicaly Heres somthing that you can use an analogy My
the storm Oh lord, and gal I got the right tactics to turn you on, and girl I Wanna be the Papa, you can be the Mom, oh oh! Bumper exposed and gal you
home now to southern, it's so sweet And find my way back to Tennessee I was only seventeen I left behind my beauty queen I turned my back on everything And
flesh livin' life after my death Yesterday, I read my horoscope Tell me, Lord, will I be poor and broke? Tell me, Lord, will I be dealin' dope? I wanna take my
got my world baptized Mafioso, scenarios, the scar poser Foggy survivalists rott cats in Congo 38 convo, blow a 3rd on my torso When exposed, my snuff
ass nigga Ridin real slow bendin corners my nigga FLOCKA Gotta main bitch (And) gotta mistress (what Else) a couple girlfriends, im so hood rich Keep my dick hard, and
