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the hole in my soul 
Hey, when I fall through 
I need to fill the hole in my soul 

Don't need no sisters of mercy 
They set me off like a loaded gun
hurry love
No, you just have to wait
She said, love don't come easy
It's a game of give and take

Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, go sister
hurry love
No, you just have to wait
She said, love don't come easy
It's a game of give and take

Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, go sister

to do
I feel better when I'm touched by you

So doctor me baby, down to my soul
Oh little baby, don't cha slip away
Your love in motion takes my pain
takin a walk
You can count the stars in the clear night sky
Or sit back and listen while train rolls by

Hey it's a small town
They roll
bad ass chicks from the Moulin Rouge
Hey sisters, soul sisters
Gotta get that dough sisters
We drink wine with diamonds in the glass
By the case,
Whether you live or whether you die
Three to a bed
Sister Ann, she said
Dignity passes by

And you speak of signs and wonders
But I need something other
Sister, you've got it all

You got it all, you got it all, you got it all
You got it all, you got it all, you got it all
You got it all, woo, hey baby,
And they're all gonna try and rip the wind from your soul

It must have been hard to be a cashier in a bookstore
And to be surrounded by the history of your
Sister sister, kissing by the tree

Ripe right for picking something sweet
Brother brother what's it gonna be
Teacher, teacher,
Can't let 'em take your spirit
Never let 'em take your soul

Sister don't let your guard down
You know there's more out there waiting for you
the one
That's why I love the word woman your soul survivors yeah all the love battles 
Oh oh 

That's why I love the word woman sister y'all cook our
If you will suck my soul
I will lick your funky emotions
(Hey baby, hey, had something last night, man, it was strange, it taste so good, it was
[killah priest]
I spit venom, from the gauge
Hey, lift the bad ears, taste the hell flames
From the luger, sharpshooters marked lucifer
Packed twin
this beer can
You'll stop your soul and watch you blow away, yeah
I know you've heard all this before
So I'll save your ears from gettin' bored
Hard truth soldier radio

Brothers and sisters, this is not a test
I've been asked by Public Enemy 
Leader Chuck D to make this emergency
Hey sister I hear you're not feeling so well
My brother told me recently you fell ill
Now my mind it aches and my heart it breaks
And all I can do
Well old Mr. Satan he got mad
Missed that soul that he thought he had
Pharaoh's army got drownded
O Mary don't you weep

Brothers and sisters don't
gone five weeks
He's only fourteen, but he's grown by me
Cause he keep the heat on and his little sister fed
With his knowledge of the land and the tools
(Diddy in background)
Hey yo, ladies and gentlemen
You could never imagine, what's about to happen right now
(Hey yo check this out)

Hey yo I'm
Never jump up in-a mi face 'cause I gun
Never judge a book by di cover, dat's wrong
Dis is Fat Joe alongside di Banton
Hey, what about Pun?
and doin' it, and doin' it well 
Hey, hell, no one can stop me, I got the knack 
Making funny matter phat just by making phat tracks 
Who's world is this?
Sister's in my way 
I'm as fast as my home town 
Green glass it most of all 
Been around this foreign cage 
Villiage in the wall. 

Submitted by Rene
Cause justice has been banned 
So it's play dirty or die by the hand 
That's holding all the guns 
Plunged, deep into religion was my first
(Hey, it's me, Kirk, I need to speak to Bishop)
Sure, hold on

(Hello?) Hey, I got some stuff I need to talk to you about
Lately, pastor I've