Lyrics:
out to Him
With love He took me in
And I've been carried
All along the way
The hands that pierce the history
Those scar, the power lifts me up
sand.
Those tiny crumbs they get me there
One more step I take.
Before I know the sadness lifts
& joyfulness He makes.
He said “be still and know I’m
Verse
Looked like a hundred guns, held on me
Hunkered by the shed, a Detroit general and company,
A callin' boy come out, we have you jailed
Beside
And she's still by my side,
I love you baby.
Your love is beautiful its un-disputable,
You got me rappin' bout it up inside this studio,
Like crazy man
say what's up to a young loc
Just put they hands on they guns inside they coats
But I'm thinkin' to myself I ain't fearin' ya
I remember back when ate
fuel the whore
the common man bleeds
into the through of those made rich
the pure and the sick
kneel side by side as seconds tick
dead god (cant
say whats up to a young loc
Just put they hands on they guns inside they coats
But I'm thinkin' to myself I ain't fearin' ya
I remember back when ate in
Epic Ferrari cuttin' through like it's a Porsche
I just hope my family's proud of me
I became a monster and never had no helpin' hand
So much gun
while you climb
Stand on one hand and lift
Rocks with your special gift
Run, run, run, jump!
Now breathe
That's good
Like that
Like that
One day I
kid had to pay
But I'mma make it right and not
Let those punks get away
I'm at a dark booth scraping
Paint from off my mask
Using a blade that I usually
So, Henry
You got a good heart
But I know it changes
A restless tide, untamable
You came my way
And I knew a storm could come too
You'd lift me
on the phone
So lift your hands to the orange sky
Throwing up the bird sign
And I'll drive like an asshole
Direct for the old 85
Though our time is
wear that dress
Oh kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Leave me
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies
Dance silver
I should take what's left of this for myself
I've had the pieces stripped
By long hands feeding small minds
And I never thought that this could
dress.
[Chorus]
Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight
Lead me out on the moonlit floor
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make
for those just floating around,
I heard the chant of the cicadas
And was haunted by the cadence of their stated sound verbatim.
I was vaporized
my faith,
Who paint their tinselled tombs,
By day and night with gilded gloom.
Sweet Mercy takes my hand, and
Leads me to the promised land, where
You've got a good heart
But I know it changes
A restless tide, untameable
You came my way
And I knew a storm could come too
You'd lift me high,
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