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stipes did with REM
Rev up the RPMs
How do I begin to try to paint this sin, of rules?
That divides God's people in two

In the beginning, religion
Written by Kirk Franklin

Look in my eyes and you will see
The way real love used to be
When the flowers bloomed in the spring time
And happiness was
is a river of life flowing from the throne of God (Rev 22:1)
There is One who came by water and blood
There is the Spirit who testifies to this (1
Dear Dad, don't get mad,
What I'm asking for
Is by the next semester
Can I get another car ?
This one here is sick'ning
On a wide dual road.
I might
this afternoon
and sources report that so far as many as
nine people have been killed or wounded
This is just another chapter in what has been
Bleed
Bleed for me 'cause I'm your God 

Franciscus of Asissi, a beloved son of God 
He climbed the world too find the truth and the purity
singing my wrist blinging What!
I'm waiting on this nigga Wise we lost for two pies
Son he smokin that shit I can see it in his eyes
Coming up wise
her back twisted in the unlisted 

I'm livin through my son so daddy see it this way 
I want him in the NFL, his brother in the NBA 
No doubt I with
and cursing 
Can you feel my reel 
Here's the deal 
By any means necessary 
Go all out 
And keep this alive 
Coz only the strong survive
Yo, yo, gu-rizzi, yo
Yo, whassup, son?
Yo, man, you know what I mean? I need this money, man
Get up, out in these, in these streets, man
Yo, so
you people?
This town stays in disarray
Till the rules are the same for us all, hey

Our beloved kin, never learned to fit in
Now I pay for my
saving it up for years, 
The pressure is building, 
Sometimes it's too great, 
We all know frankie's gotta get away, 
Oh god, please don't tell my son
my
Sins in hell
As far as I can tell
At least the ones that I got away with

And there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In
that you wrote
Don't be mad cause you broke
Let me clear my throat ah huh ah huh
John forte, grab the mic, let's sway this way

I'm more than just
that you wrote
Don't be mad cause you broke
Let me clear my throat ah huh ah huh
John forte, grab the mic, let's sway this way

I'm more than just
one son, niggaz is frightened
Secret indictments, adds on to one seekin' enlightenment
My Movado says seven, the God hour, that's if you follow
my
Sins in hell
As far as I can tell
At least the ones that I got away with

And there's nothing wrong with me
This is how I'm supposed to be
In
The video is directed by Benny and Chris
Treat a pager like a website with plenty of hits
I tell 'em this, you gotta be at least a dime for a piece of mind
I
is deep 
In this part of town where the city never sleep 

A Barney Miller roller, you can bet the car's stolen 
Or static with your BM, only when
keep my cool as long as the fucking grams go
Wooptee-woo, I'm a Chef like Rae
It's hot in here, I'm by the stove cooking crack all day, stretch
We gon'
are fresh
'Cos you're a fish and I'm a water sign
My laid-back pimp walk is linear by design
Gold fronts soul I shotee now watch you shine
Me and C-Know
facet of every life is
Regulated and directed from within.  Our books, our music,
Our work and play are all looked after by the benevolent
Wisdom
[Intro: Method Man]
If you got it, light it up [8X]

[Method Man]
Ain't no shook in 'em, Pyrex pots is hot, fiends is cooking 'em
Little niggaz
When you're livin' in this world you got to survive
Shaitan is lookin' on alert, attackin' from all sides
Witness before all eyes, the evidence
facet of every life is
Regulated and directed from within.  Our books, our music,
Our work and play are all looked after by the benevolent
Wisdom