pray when I got nothing to kneel on [Chorus - Lil Wayne:] hey The ground is gone dona??t look now but the ground is gone Ia??m so high that the ground
the Ground Pants on the Ground Lookin' like a fool With your pants on the Ground With the gold in your mouth Hat turned sideways Pants hit the ground
're going off tonight to kick out every light Take anything we want, drink everything in sight We're going 'til the world stops turning While we burn it to the ground
at Ground Zero There's music in the air The sleigh bells are ringing and the carolers are singing While the air raid sirens blare It's Christmas at Ground
this? Eat it? Happy birthday to the ground! I threw the rest of the cake, too! Welcome to the real word, jack*ss! So many things to throw on the ground
this? Eat it? Happy birthday to the ground! I threw the rest of the cake, too! Welcome to the real word, jackass! So many things to throw on the ground
I'm scared so afraid to show I care Will he think me weak if I tremble when I speak? Ooh, what if there's another one he's thinking of? Maybe he's in
ground We are standing on holy ground And I know there are angels all around Let us praise, praise God now For we are standing in His presence on holy ground
our reputation (yeah yeah yeah) And get us up, up upon a higher ground Up on a higher ground Up on a higher ground Up on a higher ground Up on a higher ground
to be found it sounds so crazy but i wont stop til ive touched higher ground ive touched higher ground i'll never look down til ive touched higher ground
Dead leaves and the dirty ground when I know you're not around shiny tops and soda pops when I hear your lips make a sound when I hear your lips make
ground One more round then it's bottle to the ground One more round then it's bottle to the ground One more round then it's bottle to the ground ...
Kick back watch it crumble See the drowning, watch the fall I feel just terrible about it That's sarcasm, let it burn Gonna make a toast when it falls
I will never feel the ribbon break I will never taste sweet victory I don't want to leave the rest behind I don't want inscription on a plaque Never
The rain, it started tappin' on the window near my bed There was a loophole in my dreamin', so I got out of it And to my surprise my eyes were wide and
Was is it true what I heard about the Son of God? Did He come to save? Did He come at all? And if I dried His feet, with my dirty hair Would He make me
On a string On a string On a string, I was held the way I move, can you tell? My actions are orchestrated from above So I swing and I sway wave my hand
There is a man holding a megaphone He must have been the voice of God The bystanders claimed they saw Angels Flying up and down the block They must have
