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got me outta my grave
All my partners say I'm changed
How am I gon' stay the same huh!

Lord have mercy and pity on your son
From what I once was
of the mailroom clerks
Lord have mercy, what a piece of work

I'm a piece of work, I'm a lovesick boy
Cloth cap, caviar and corduroy
All over the map, just
Coming on strong
And giving me the eye
Ain't no way
I'm gonna pass it by
Tonight we're gonna do it
Gonna get it right
Me and Miss Mary
Gonna start
know that I'm there

[Chorus]
I'll ride for you boy (My nigga)
See I'll die for you boy (My nigga)
Throw em up high for you boy (My nigga)
And let em fly
waiting for handout, boy you knew that
And if they try to keep me down
Hold my ground 'til they all look around
And they wonder, who that?
They don't
that Mike GLC, I hope The Lord forgives me

Hope the lord forgives me (Oh Lord)

I'm fucked completely
I dare man say we ain't the truth
When I see
The ones that stood by me like soldiers
You were there

I know you love me

But I'm still waiting for the Lord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin'
real, aww, it's testimony time
Oh who is that? Young Chris Bridges
Boy I'm glad you finally grew into them ears
Go on and testify

[Ludacris]
Lord
the mirror 
I see things much more clearer my Lord 
I'm not that popular, less than a dollar 
But the ? I pack can make you holla 

I said, what you don't
When I first heard this song, I was a little boy growing up
Down in the state of South Carolina
The song had been written and recorded by a man
The ones that stood by me like soldiers
You were there

I know you love me

But I'm still waiting for the Lord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin'
real; aww, it's testimony time
Oh who is that? Young Chris Bridges
Boy I'm glad you finally grew into them ears
Go on and testify

[Ludacris]
Lord, please
Now you got now where to go
[2x]

[Mr. Shadow]
I can feel the anger rushin in vein
And in my brain I'm hearin voices
Got no choices
I call my boys
My old boy from the point,
But I'm from Southwest and every
Now and then I get put to the test.
But I can't be stopped,
'Cause I gotta come true,
A new style for praying to everything I ever loved
My black boy outer space looking like a rain child
But but my body move like the sun
Go run til I'm
My old boy from the point
But I'm from Southwest and every
Now and then I get put to the test
But I can't be stopped
Cause I gotta come true
My old boy from the point
But I'm from Southwest and every
Now and then I get put to the test
But I can't be stopped
Cause I gotta come true