Oh what can I do What can I do To make it better, yeah, yeah I thank the Lord for every morning he allows me to rise And though the sun is shining there
not to buy you a new house because in Heaven's your home And as hurt as I was, I had to smile witcha And thank God that we crossed paths cuz you one
I gotta say I love you And thank you for makin shit better in my life A message to my moms, don't worry about your kids Cause love is always love when
Ha, ha, ha That's just the sound of the Hen', true story Buddy Roe They say tell the truth, Shane and them (Uh, uh) Thank God for the thugs too Drop
Hah, that's just the sound of the Hen' True Story, that's what we call it Thank God for the thugs too Buddy Roe Drop the top and let the sunshine in
got a cup of ya time I wont waste it I got my foot on the line I'm not racin' I thank god that I am not basic I thank god that I am not basic I am not
Let freedom ring Let peace resound throughout the world Especially on this day It's Christmas in America God bless the USA The kids get so excited Preparing for
buy it I need percentages I don't care who the hottest Lil' nigga I think BIG like Christopher Wallace And I (and I) won't stop till my grand kids' grand kids
Ironic, ain't it? That's just the way life is That's why I thank God any chance that I get For blessing me with beautiful kids What's victory with no
kids no more Will it still be about what it is rite now? Like fightin' for anything, anytime And actin' without a care anywhere When we ain't kids no
always told me I should speak my mind I thank the Lord for my life, yes, I'm truly blessed I thank my Mum for giving birth to my massive head I thank
weed Neva had it for, for a long, trust they need that Push your hand up in the air, recognize that I've never had love for the feds But I've always had love for
I won't kill you What? Oh my God, don't kill me I'm not gonna kill you bitch, quit lookin' around Just don't kill me, I have two kids at home I said,
face with the sickness Daddy must die, God is my witness For doin my mother wrong, and breakin up her happy home The reason that I wrote this song is for
You know what I say? No. You better save some of those kids for Madonna, she needs all the publicity she can get You wanted Shady, well you got it man. I ain't apologizin' for
to touch your hands like some screamin' Usher fans (Aah) This guy at White Castle asked for my autograph (Dude, can I get your autograph?) So I signed it "Dear Dave, thanks for
be glad to sign my autograph if you want me to God knows I love singin?, that's what I was born to do You see me up there center stage in the spotlight for
day the Lord free me man never imagined that the kids would wanna be me man eh, could it be that I give the hopeless broke kids, hope caught me walking