Lyrics:
understand
(You know) we like to see (people havin' a good time)
Everybody happy (do you wanna party)
We create the beat (that foot stompin' music)
That
We are His hands
We are His feet
We are His people
Children of the Lord
We share the hope
We share the dream
Believers in Jesus
Children
People movin' out, people movin' in.
Why, because of the color of their skin.
Run, run, run, but you sho' can't hide
An eye for an eye, a tooth
perky stuff
Chorus 2x
[verse 3 paul wall]
I'm da T in magazine
imma da people's champ
I'm in da club throwed off 'cause i'm da peoples champ
i'm
1, 2, 1, 2, 3, 4
People moving out, people moving in
Why? Because of the color of their skin
Run, run, run but you sure can't hide
An eye for
Surrogate People they walk on by, they walk on by
When they replace you
They live your life, they live your life
Surrogate People they walk on by,
We go round, round, round, round
Everywhere that I go, people know me by the way I flow
I keep it moving in the right direction
And everyday you
connect all these dots,
The truth would tumble like a Cynic vexed by love
And yet the people keep saying
I'm miles from my home,
Miles from my home
Girl, there's so many things that I'd like to say
But so many people get in the way of what I'm trying to tell you
They just don't understand where
wise men journey from the East
How a little baby Boy bringing people so much joy?
Son of a carpenter, Mary carried the light
This must be Christmas,
like people with fire, but you don't like it when you get burned
Broke about a thousand hearts, now you don't like it when it's your turn
You wonder
the people go nah nah
Another people go wah wah
Another people go gah gah when I
Do America do do America
Do America do do America
Do America do do
loud that he headlights blink on and off
I laugh when people watch I don't stop I shine
It's attractive to motherfuckers that love to grind
I
curing all who drank
Pilgrim lunatics arrive in a ragged stream
In the fields around the village sprang up tents
People from the outside world want
This little girl is a country girl
Left her home and go to New York
Come to Ny with one dollar
Ask how many million people in a Ny
This little
the wickedest of wicked and by far I'm destined for greatness
killin off you people who hate this
Now you can wait to sing the top notch mag or book
and we stil
How can two people bein' in love so completely
And in a few short years drift so far apart
I just finished reading one of your sweet letters
That you
(people all over the world forgot about merry)
Too busy fighting wars
Trying to make it to mars
Searching for light and can't seem to find
goes wrong I make a stand
Whenever, I walk down the street I feel afraid
People want there money cause they want to get paid
All I want is a little
We are His hands
We are His feet
We are His people
Children of the Lord
We share the hope
We share the dream
Believers in Jesus
Children
This is a crazy, mixed-up world
People, it seems like one great big curse
This is a crazy mixed up world today
People, it seems like one great big
there was nothing to do
Well they had beaten up people from every land
Fools like me trying to be in bands
A little french girl so good to me
But I
on your mind
We always used to keep an open line
People keep on changin'
So everyone's got to bend
I'll keep waiting
Love will come around again
You've
Ooh
Lord, dear Lord above, God almighty,
God of love, Please look down and see my people through.
I believe that God put sun and moon up in
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