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Giving up Giving In (Sheena Easton) · We Haven't Just Been Told, We've Been Loved (Half-Handed Cloud) · We Haven't Just Been Told, We've Been Loved (Half-Handed Cloud) · Sugar Hill Snapshots: A Quick Sampling of Sugar Hill Bestsellers (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Giving You Up [CD #2] (Kylie Minogue) · Thank You for Giving Us [Limited Edition] (Lizzie West) · Giving You Up (Kylie Minogue) · Giving You Up (Kylie Minogue) · I'm Giving Up on You [7" + MP3] (Sharon Van Etten) · Giving You the Rest of My Life (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


I've been to a prison 
For something that I'd never done 
It's been one hill after another 
And I've climbed them Lord, one by one 

But this time
I've been in a prison
For something that I've never done
It's been one hill after another
But I've climbed them all, one by one

But this time,
in a prison
For something that I never done
It's been one hill after another
I've climbed them all one by one

But this time, Lord you gave me
I've been in a prison
For something that I never done
It's been one hill after another
And I've climbed them all one by one

Oh but this time, Lord
been in a prison
For something that I never done
It's been one hill after another
I've climbed them all one by one

But this time, Lord you gave me
I've been in a prison
For something that I never done
It's been one hill after another
I've climbed them all one by one

But this time, Lord you
been in a prison for something that I've never done
It's been one hill after another but I've climbed them all one by one

But this time Lord you gave
been in a prison for something I'd never done
It's been one hill after another and I've climbed them Lord one by one
But this time you gave me
If you gonna be king of the hill
You can't make it at the cotton mill

If you gonna be king of the hill
You can't make it at the cotton mill
Get put
to write
But your hand is a sword and the blade has been forged
Young minds getting gorged Stakes have been altered
By lick or by weed and then hate gets
Good evening, and welcome to eazy's playhouse
You stupid muthafucka

Now that you got the album
What the fuck are you gonna do with it
Bitch
lectures
If you're tryna meet with money
I'd be happy to connect ya
Life is, better than its ever been
Scheduling million dollar meetings with
been in a prison for something I've never done
It's been one hill after another but I've climbed them all one by one.

But this time you gave me
been in a prison for something that I've never done
It's been one hill after another but I've climbed them all one by one
But this time Lord you gave
feel your heart is breaking
When all your friends are faking
When its giving and no taking
I will be by your side

I've been over the hill and back
'd help me more
(The queen who closed the door)
By not giving in
(The family that lies)
You know you'd help me more
(People who turn) 
By not giving
to know cause we been there before.

Eight hours of riding will put us in Houston.
Two hours of sleep to make it or bust.
Eight seconds of glory, you
ZZ's 1200 you could smell it through the charts
Rapper sweet roll it up
Get the drink, pour it up
You know you can't

Come wit me if you ain't old enough
hey
Let me hear where you're at and say hey, hey
I'm giving back so say hey, hey
Show me some metal and say hey, hey, hey, hey

I like AC/DC and ZZ Top
been a prisoner for something I've never done
It's been one hill after another and I've climbed them all one by one
But this time Lord you gave me
and lonely
Heaven works through you 
Bringing hope to those who are searching 
For the truth

You are a light on a hill
It cannot be hidden 
Cannot be
giving up
Until the dream is real

I know it's gonna be alright
Forever I'll be by your side

For anyone who knows
For anyone who's been
Forever in
and best believe every nigga I'm with got a sit
They try to hold us back, paint a picture of us, then sell it straight to the public
You young, black, then
cause we been there before
Eight hours of ridin' will put us in Houston
Two hours of sleep to make it or bust
Eight seconds of glory you stay in
In the fields of sweet ambrosia
I've been told 
You can sit down by the river
And watch yourself unfold
You can drink right from the river