Waitin' for my ride Jesus is floatin' outside (Shine on, sweet Jesus, on me) Watchin' the water rise I'm gettin' lost in the tide (Cry all Your teardrops
s the update, Loon ain't got nothing but cake And power from here to upstate Y'all sweet as cupcakes So why niggaz stay wit tough faces? I stay trying
is G L O R I I I, G L O R I A Gloria, G L O R I A, Gloria, G L O R I A Gloria, G L O R I A, Gloria I was at the stadium There were twenty thousand girls
, i barely, i mean, i come from a family,man of poor welfare, youknowhatimsaying? When i came out my mother womb i was on welfare,youknowhatimsaying so so so
mo' heart, than them fake a** dudes They send no letters, no books, and no money for no food 'Cause commissary is so very necessary It's so close to bein
were Ooh, You were born in a stable, so far away O, we just didn't know who You were Yes, sweet little Jesus, boy Sweet little Jesus, boy, ooh Didn
"Jesus" Keep swallowin' my kids, mights as well have no nephews and nieces I know you wanna sip Proof And try to make me crack a smile Just so you can
so if y'all be so kind Go down there and buy my tape man that will make up Them food stamps y'all took from me right Amazing grace how sweet the sound
, And to know, "Thus saith the Lord." Refrain: Jesus, Jesus, how I trust him! How I've proved him o'er and o'er! Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus! O
d done, the sermon on the mount I counted my change and put it in my bank account I didn't want to work at the local abbatoir So I left home, expanded
Lyrical compounds react plus minus Earth's finest, I represented on Venus Girl gotta be pregnant so now she got my fears Good God Jesus Let me lace
the Lord" Jesus, Jesus, how I trust Him How I've proved Him o'er and o'er Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus Oh, for grace to trust Him more I'm so glad,
really hate when people front like they ain't feelin' it Yo, chef, turn it up so they know just who they dealin' with, what? It's the S O U L J A H Z
as hell below CHORUS Look down, look down there's twenty years to go. 2ND CONVICT I've done no wrong Sweet Jesus, here my prayer CHORUS Look down, look down Sweet Jesus
of their own death, they await his coming. Sweet Jesus have mercy on me. Sweet Jesus, they share his agony. Sweet Jesus, they share his misery. Fuck
lord Beat more bodies than Mr. Gotti, so I'm not a fraud If you're clever, then you can put 2 and 2 together Real niggas do real things, so that mean
my whole town Oh my sweet, sweet Jesus Christ Another Saturday night And I'm hangin once again on my private little corner of hell Little Mikey C. Just O
