Lyrics:
outdo's come in I heat ya
You ain't gotta walk in the sun, I A.C. ya
Don't worry 'bout that burglar comin' to creep ya
He trapped by alarms
When it's cold outdo's come in I heat ya
You ain't gotta walk in the sun, I A.C. ya
Don't worry 'bout that burglar comin' to creep ya
He trapped by
at all cost, wanna be great
Time only tells if you got faith
Indulge in the moment, get ya shit straight
Whole world bearin down I could take the weight
by in the low ride
Hands high when we fly by
System up with the top down
Got the city on lockdown
Drive by in the low ride
Hands high when we
a fight milk shirt has passed food
He hungers to tack on mass, we run out the back
Smoke crack in the alley by the dumpster, she's a lady
The metal plate
Cause I'm so grateful
That You came in to My Life
Darlin' You
The One I'll pray for
Every Day for
Coming to My Life
You hold my hand
You understand
Just
Know he would do it for me
Felt like we was kids last week
Remember you was in the streets getting dough how you can
Bullet hole in your hand
They put
on to
Wished for gold so I could buy you a palace
By the riverside
You'd come in and I would fill your diamond chalice
You were still alive
But this cup
At first you floated by
And then you're in my head
My head
My head
At first you floated by
But then you're in my head
My head
My head
Then you took
stage diving
Life's perfect, keep driving
Sick serpents in my service
Keep feeding until I'm worthless
Now I'm nervous, hand shaking
Sense
We've been down to the bottom, stories we've got em
When we hit rock bottom
If you been there put your hands in the air
So let the lost know that
I wanna fit in I know why I didn’t
In order to fit in I’d have to fit in my palm
The world is in my hands, the world is in my hands
The world is in my
exploited.
Peoples' pride and dignity is burnt in Napalm
And hand-held flame-throwers.
The poor and underprivileged are raped and tormented
By leaders who
Call me by my name
And in that time of prayer and waiting
Where doubt and reason dwell
A jury sat deliberating
All is lost
Or all is well
Home,
danger in his eye's
Smelly Hands
Smelly Hands
Smelly Hands
Smelly Hands
Don't be tricked by his lies
Smelly Hands
Smelly Hands
He'll lie to you
He'll probe
of hand
Conceives a scheme so carefully planned!
Even we can understand
If he takes it terribly slow-ly
By Basingstoke!
By Cardboard Box!
By Budge's
to go to work tomorrow
Everybody put your hands up
Put your hands up
Hands up
Hands up
I'll put my two weeks in tonight
My savings looking right
Weed
investigation, a local dentist who specializes in gold teeth
And grills is under investigation by the Feds and Georgia's Attorney General (Yeah)
Let this shit warm
we always make amends, yes we do, yes we do)
And everything will be alright cause we'll fall in love again, oh yea
So put your hands up, celebrate
past tense with
Pastors and past friends
Who don't understand the mission in
Some of my actions get your hands up
And you ain't got to understand
Just
We in the streets, playa, get your mail
It's only two places you end up, either dead or in jail
Still nowhere to go (nowhere to go)
Still nowhere
a little more power (the graph, on the wall)
Confidence (the graph) taken in (the graph)
By a suntan (the graph) and a grin (the handshake)
The grabbing
the Lord that I wake again
(I wake again, I wake again)
I wake again, I pray to Lord that I
'Cause I've been workin' in the kitchen
With the dirt on my hands
need a standing ovation for the new Detroit
Ima d boy im ima d boy
Once in a lifetime opportunity
From tragedy to beautiful community
Inspired by history
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