Lyrics:
to the right
There'll be bread for all of us
If we can just bear the cross
Sweet song of salvation
A pregnant mother sings
She lives in starvation
Her
you sure that I'm a man
Take the bread out of my hand
Now you wanna know how strong I am
All I can say
La la la la you, babe
What's the use of giving
So Jah seh
"Not one of my seeds
Shall sit in the sidewalks
And beg bread"
(No, they can't and you know that they won't)
So Jah seh
"Not one
help it, the girl can't help it)
If she winks an eye and bread slices turn to toast
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it)
If she's got a lot
by the way you treat your girl
That I could give you all the loving in the whole wide world
All I want you to do is to make your bread
Just
the way you treat your man
I can love you baby until it's a crying shame
I don't want you to cook my bread
I don't want you to make my bed
I don't
and the joker was me
My bills are unpaid and the rent money's gone
The bread box is empty and our clothes are in pawn
And night after night you'll find me
the kids in Harland High School
Voted me most likely to succeed?
Now I'm walkin' on the sidewalks of Chicago
If I buy the bread I can't afford the wine
behind the counter of a bakery, muching cookies, natch)
The baker is the one who makes
Your bread and rolls and pies and cakes
If you want something
bring the yellow tape
To tape off the scene of the slaughter
Still gettin' swole off bread and water
I don't know if they fags or what
Search a nigga
time and spent that bread
I'm heading home, I'm almost there
I'm on my way, headed up the stairs
To my surprise, a nigga replacing me
I had to take
Now how you gon' tell me, you don't love me no more?
(How you gon' tell me that?)
'Cause I'm out here getting this bread
(You hating on this paper
(Ti!) tea, a drink with jam and bread
That will bring us back to do oh oh oh
Do! (a deer, a female deer)
Re! (a drop of golden sun)
Mi! (a name I
treat your girl
That I can give you all the lovin' in the whole wide world
ooooo all I wanna do is make your bread
Just to make sure
You're well fed
I
all you care, this bread could be my body
The end
This is my blood you drink
This is my body you eat
If you would remember me when you eat and drink
she running game on you, she's an athlete (go)
Hat trick, gave three hoes three stacks a piece (go)
And every time I get the head she get that bread
an uptown girl
She's been living in her white bread world
As long as anyone with hot blood can
And now she's looking for a downtown man
That's what I am
the shelter of my single bed
We'll share the same room, so Jah provides the bread
Is this love is this love is this love
Is this love that I'm feelin'?
Is
You need meat,
Go to the market
You need bread,
Try the bakery
You need lovin'
Look here, baby
I got just what you need
I gotta love
could be my blood.
For all you care, this bread could be my body.
The end! This is my blood you drink.
This is my body you eat.
If you would remember
Take a look at me now
And take a taste of the money
I'm not in it for the bread
I'm in it for the gravy honey
Step on the thin ice lightly
again (yeah)
'Cause I am right so I gots to win
Break bread with the enemy (what)
But no matter how many cats I break bread with I'll break who you
can hide from man but not your conscience
You eat the bread of sorrow drink the wine of violence
Allow yourself to be conquered by the serpent
Why
red
Give me the wine, you keep the bread
The voices echo in my head
Is God alive or is God dead?
Is God dead?
Rivers of evil
Run through dying
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