go Hold on to me Keep me near this day Never let me stray From Your everlasting, sweet embrace Hold on, hold on to me Another conversation, another
Translation: Point of Grace. Hold On To Me.
through the motions. Hold out and hold up; Hold down the window. Outbound, river, Hold out the morning that comes into view. Bluetail, tailfly. River running right on
you were carried away on the crest of a wave Baby don't go away, come here? And there's kids playing guns in the street And ones pointing his tree branch at me
(Keep blazin') I'm a fine young cannibal and you drive me crazy I know your looks attracts guys but that don't faze me Soul mate, make me feel like they got nothing on me
Niggaz run up on you with guns, snatchin' papers Outlined body chalk, is how they would scrape ya From off the pavement, I hate gettin' locked up 'Cause that upstate bus reminds me
the top Fresh rhymes and a razzamatazz Smooth power and grace and mucho pizzazz Good looks and charm and personality You punch it in your calculator, and it adds up to me
point of view But the pain on me is beginning to dry And it's not what I want it to be So wait on me, wait on me And tell me what it is about me Where
got me speaking in tongues She got me talking a different language She got me speaking in tongues She got me speaking a different language She got me speaking in tongues She got me
ones that point their guns at get got You're gonna get got, let these niggas get got Lying on the blacktop you're lying on the have not You're gonna
on your face Word to mother, you could get chased It's nothing to taste, blood on a thug if he gotta go All I know is we be giving grace This is a place
In the sky Put 'em up high Weight of the world Balanced these girls Taking their time On decisions With precision and grace Humor give space To grow
Come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on Come on, yeah, here we go, come on, yeah, somebody hold Can we get down
until there is non and the once beautiful flowers dies naked with no one to clothe it will I hold you in the grave or will the grave hold me? the numbing
you stay with me tonight? And when I cross away, I'm breaking down I steal the sound to be someone, oh to be someone You just settle down, ain't holding
and fellatio. The soul of a man's career on your Casio, Control your battle drones and fly you off the patio, Everybody wants money off the microphone, So they can just...and drop a Viper on
the Our Father" Well hold the phones cause he knows it holds water If those don't want him no more he'll go farther And he moved on and he read the Romans
it and sew it to joy on the edge of a cyclop and spinet it to rage on the edge of a cylindrical minute. put down that rag simpering, callow and morose
