Lyrics.com »

Search results for '8 only human by usher'

Yee yee! We've found 43 lyrics, 50 artists, and 100 albums matching 8 only human by usher.


Albums:

Usher (Usher) · Usher (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Indie Translations of Usher (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Usher and Friends, Vol. 2 (Usher) · Usher and Friends, Vol. 1-2 (Usher) · A Tribute to Usher [Big Eye] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Chartbuster Karaoke Gold: Usher (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Usher (Usher) · Tribute To Usher (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Magnificent Seven Series: Indie Translations of Usher (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


Count your blessings
Walk the line
Don't move too fast
Or fall behind
There are rules you must obey
They get re-written by the day
Don't do
and only in the human race
One of a kind
When you gonna see He has a will
For you and only you fulfill your destiny

The steps of a righteous man
Are led by
At a bat born at day by the fury of fate
Fuck talks to Leonardo Pitt
Am human sweat piss shit
Your heart beats fast when I come up close
To beg for money
regret it now
Determined by that dice, you only roll twice
You broke now
Don't regret it now

Let's say you and your homey
Best friends one and only
The fifth principle is imagination
The imagination is literally workshop 
where in are fashioned all plans created by man
the impulse, the desire is
don't want to say only right, but s***
Only logic by riding around in the hood all day
And not in the suburbs
Because crack cocaine is mostly found in
don't want to say only right, but s***
Only logic by riding around in the hood all day
And not in the suburbs
Because crack cocaine is mostly found in
don't want to say only right, but shit
Only logic by riding around in the hood all day
And not in the suburbs
Because crack cocaine is mostly found in
with a mule
kick, eight ball in the side 
pocket corner, one mark the chalk, gimme my poolstick,
smoked the dipped, 
notes by the throat, full grip, scud
him
See it on the bush let it burn like Usher

Click, click, bang you can end the discussion
Ain't shit sweet cause I seen you unpleasant
I steal
Keep up [x8]

[Shaggy 2 Dope:]
Drippin blood, droolin necks
Hangin' upside down tied ankles and wrists
No evidence no forensics left
Chase me all ya
research center,
That not only contained four containers of frozen semen,
But also held a pair of testicles each was labeled with the name, Jack
boy!"

God had called me and then stopped by
And he told me you're gonna die
Unless you buy my holy water
Check, cash, or a money order
This is true,
and games need not be played
Cause you make the wrong move and you will get slayed
Confused by thevoices of your spiritual choices
The jungle is a place that
a mosquito
Somebody in Miami will get swept by a tsunami
Rastas in Jamaica will get hit by a quake that
Registers something like 8.8
You see it's
by a quake that
Registers something like 8.8
You see it's situations happening with our planet
Cause, 50 years ago we took it for granted
We should
dying)
(Don't want to live in a world that's dead)

Listen to the warning [x8]

(Before the dark powers of destruction unleashed by science engulf all
[Chorus]
If there is a final hour
Let's hope for a higher power
1 by 1 and 2 by 2
I have ammo what about you [x2]

[Verse 1]
Grandma told me the good
industry drifted lazily into space
But the fish are still dead in the water
And the machine starts up again at 8
And when the by-products of progress are
in you 
One dance left 
This world is gonna pull through 
Don't give up 
You've got a reason to live 
Can't forget you only get what you give
heads, tossed in the Benz
No friends, no foes, only evil to expose
Let's make a video
Tell Lu I got his grandson and daughter
And I ain't lookin for no
[Chorus: Repeat 2X]
If there is a final hour
Let's hope for a higher power
One by one and two by two
I have ammo what about you 

Grandma told
to the fuse

Bring--Bring back the bomb
This is state policy, "by other means"
Your life ends in terror, this is now decreed
This is the twisting of bloody
don't prosecute them 'cause it's how they make paper
When you rocking that fly shit that's made in China
By an eight year old child tryna feed his mama
He
Of truth, Asiatic discipline's frightenin
some who act dumb embraced by decadence
The weak in the wake of true black militants
Hear the call and all heed