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Roger Whittaker - Love changes everything

Love, love changes everything,
hands and faces, earth and sky
Love, love changes everything,
How you live

jésus
Father in your hands there I have the life of Jesus
 
Entre tes mains ma vie a changé
In your hand my life has changed
 
Près de toi j'ai trouvé la

Plug em in)
Aint no broke niggas in the gang
Niggas always got the hands out, hoping for change
I aint get no hand outs, no nigga I had to take
Aint no

can't explain
To a hardened coin or a bill, the game
It seems everything changes hands when it hits the ground

They said it's dog eat dog, cat eat mouse

can't really talk
Goin ham easy cooking like spam
I can change hands
Then flip back on the jump
Some niggas switching back
Forth that's sus
Point blank

get to advance
Luck begets luck, doesn't often change hands
Never enough supply to meet demand
Rare that life goes according to plan
The ends never

the ground
Just before a mighty roar
Will echo of a hunger ever growing

Showing we possess the power, grater by the hour
But I'm certain power changes hands

never changes hands
Spring, summer and autumn leave me restless
Will winter bring its peace to man?
But hidden in time there is a constant
If we can only

nothing
But that was okay (Yeah)
I gave my everything
To turn around and be slapped in the face
Now you come back I guess things never change
Hand out

I walk downtown there is gum on the street
I see a broken smile with stains on his teeth 
As he waves that cup of change 
Hands in my pocket and I

like
Mickey be superior
Got a new boo and she look bad
Forty on two pump gas money change hand
Putting on for the homies keep it real tight
I sleep good

clutch 
Steady losing my cool, just tryna maintain 
Got the Benz on vroom, whenever the lane change
Hand of God upon me, everyday blessings 
Working with

N no bucks change hands
Cuz trickin on hoes, is not in my game plan
Gotta stay awake fam
Dey lookin for sponsors
To get they bodies done, hook em with

It's a poor boy's life
In a rock n' roll band
All the money that you make
Just changes hands
If you're young enough
It dosen't grind you down
You're

I know you broke so bitch that's cap

We got a game plan we gotta get it we changed men
I know the money it come with that energy it gotta change

touch
Shout out teckzilla on this, he came clutch 
Steady losing my cool, just tryna maintain 
Got the Benz on vroom, whenever the lane change
Hand of God

but i aint eat
But the plane land
Now we in a strange land
All my niggaz make it back home
Thats the game plan
Money finna change hands
Trapping for

Crash into my grave
Buckets full of shame
That's how I behave
Nothing will ever change
Hands are always red
Guilty as charged
Don't follow me
You

pan under a big flame
My mental health is suffering planned for a big change
Hands on the clock go round but the shit same
Stagnate
I got hitched

Thunder over London
Beware the iron sky

The triggers set
weapons change hands
The bombs get bigger
But it's the same old plan
You and me
Us and them
Cold

birds and then get squawking
Gawking at everything that I'm offering
And I appreciate y'all biz
But fuck is you SAYIN
Boy I can make money change HANDS

go
The money changes hands
From the Cubans to the Chinese
Like geese they'll fly south
After the body is dumped
At the river mouth
Two slugs was all it

Take deep breath on sequence and don't you count my steps
Don't gotta wonder where beats went when ya feet get swept
A sign of time change hands do when

The money quickly changes hands
She checks her watch to mark her progress
If only time was less like sand
They pass the suburbs that are sleeping
Yet to wake