Somethings goin' on upstairs, yeah 'Cause I know nobody else lives here Bomp, bomp, bomp As I get closer to the stair ways, all I hear And then I hear my Baby's voice
goin' on upstairs, yeah 'Cause I know nobody else lives here, yeah Bom-bom-bom As I get closer to the stairways, all I hear And then I hear my baby's voice
friend But I predicted this endin', back in the day 'Cause I had visions of bad decisions knew niggaz would go astray Although we pray and we pray and we pray
And here's to you then I'll bid you adieu Saying Donegal Danny's been here me boys Donegal Danny's been here Then in a voice that was hushed and low
The credits roll, the camera pans And in the mist our hero stands He starts to speak, then folds his hands in prayer An awkward pause, then what?s my
the 8th Wonder of the world And the 9th is on the track bitch I don't track until I go hoarse Hear my voice and they pray that they never hear the chorus
the story of strength The glorious road warriors We travel the length We've seen high times, low tides Waves that break We keep eyes open Heads up, no mistakes Self disciplined Listening to voices
low and mournfully From the pallid lips of a youth who lay On his dying bed at the close of day Oh, bury me not and his voice failed there But we took
'cause i left another dog in the back yard an he jab wit the left an he hit hard (but I break off) (Chorus) And thats why I stay low 'cause the world
) mmm somethings going on upstairs cause I know nobody else lives here as i get closer to the stair ways all i hear then i hear my baby's voice in my
a happy harmony Tweedle Dum and Tweedle Dee They're one day older and a dollar short They got a prayer permit and a police escort They're lyin' low
in blackest night And fear is stabbin' me all over A tiny prayer cracks the dark with light And I here sounds behind my wall Inside, a still small voice
. Now this woman normally had a gruffed low-pitched speaking voice but as soon as she began to pray he voice rose, became pure, bell-like, like a child's. The prayer
low for thy name's sake El Matador, Louisiana Drift like sleep Into the hotel Montana Lay low for thy name's sake El Matador, Louisiana Like a voice
This road is anything but simple Twisted like a riddle I've seen High, I've seen low So loud, the voices over my doubts Telling me to give up To pack
I heard a kind voice ringing so loud and clear And here's what the voice said to me Cho. Go home, go home and kneel by your bedside and pray Go home,
in the tent Lend an ear an' you'll see 'Cause when it comes t' needin' savin' Ain' nobody knows it better than me I was so low that I know That only
