Lyrics:
Father, help your children,
And don't let them fall by the side of the road.
Mmm, and teach them to love one another,
And heaven might find
Motherfuckers
Say that I'm foolish I only talk about jewels (bling bling)
Do you fools listen to music or do you just skim through it?
See I'm
nothing I can do now to right my wrongs
(Jesus Walks with me)
I want to talk to God but I'm afraid because we ain't spoke in so long
To the hustlas,
nothing I can do now to right my wrongs
(Jesus Walks with me)
I want to talk to God but I'm afraid because we ain't spoke in so long
To the hustlas,
Well normally at this point, you'd hear me sing
And I'd be doin' that acoustic guitar thing
So by now you're probably wondring what's going on
Cause
imaginations
That's a lie and it's dead wrong
Faith has made me headstrong
Cause my God the Head strong
Jesus Christ the Cornerstone
That this house is built
We'll scream loud at the top of our lungs
And they'll think it's just 'cause we're young
And we'll feel so alive
I'm only here by the grace of my
So Jesus, judge of the universe, stands on trial before Pilate
And Pilate, looking the eternal truth of God square in the face
Asks this astounding
jesus by surprise
You look so pretty when you smile.
I haven't seen that for a while.
Talk about trouble, we've had our share.
It's a wonder we're
I see You tryna break break, tryna' break me down
Nothing has change
It's still the same way
If I fall down
Following my Jesus, He's my beacon
me beauty for the ashes
(Ah ah yeah)
He is the true vine we are the branches
(Ah ah yeah)
And i just want to talk about Jesus
(Ah ah yeh)
And preach
I'm covered by Jesus Christ
I wouldn't change a thing
I thank God for my life
I thank God for the life I live
Created testimonies from the time we were
captured but by whom?
He's the property of Jesus
Resent him to the bone
You got something better
You've got a heart of stone
Son of God he Don do am for me
Blessing yakata I no fit talk am finish
You still dey play if you no know yaweh
Blessing yakata I no fit talk am
oh
I just they do my hustle
They just eh dey watch oh dey talk
See they hated on Jesus eh
Nor be their fault oh (their fault)
No be by my power
He put
like he talk, Jesus Christ is the king
And we dont need no clout, and we up in the clouds
And we ridin' through the city with my pitties
Hit my gritty,
the one to be with like you're counting to three
And me?
I know I must lead by my actions and speech even though they gone say that my talk's really cheap
Southwest
Uptown
Everybody on Croffut
The homies in the park
Rock Creek Park
My momma
And everybody listening
Thank you
Everybody else
Don't talk
a punch in the heart
Lying there with the light on your hair
Like a Jesus of the moon
A Jesus of the planets and the stars
Well, I kept thinking about
y'all
My crew'll break each shoulder
I'm that nigga they talk about on street soldiers
Cause my street soldiers are heat holders and weed rollers
We keep
ways
Uh
We probably can't relate
I'm so amazed by this taste of Grace
I was delayed by the way I obeyed the faith
I scream Praises he changed the pace
they'll still talk about us when we've died
Jesus
The end . . .
Is just a little harder when brought about by friends
For all you care this wine could
I'm rooted and ground in love
When you see me, you'll say am a God
Who deh talk by the Spirit No deh lost
When you hear me you know am a God
c City
in
For the storm
Lord please take it away
I don't want you
To leave
Jesus Christ came to save
Passing through my block
I been up swerving
Take me back
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