Lyrics:
of the Lord
By day Your love directs me
By night Your song is with me, Lord
By day Your love directs me
By night Your song is with me, Lord
I rest my soul in
hoes to catch it
I'm a god send, the fallen angel and I do sin
Far from perfection but still considered a gem
Thank you lord for givin' me wind
Jackson's
or you're waiting in line
I'm tired of working for the Man
I know my working girls will understand
Lord knows he never treats me right
So I be out
Persecute me I won't stop
I got them bars no sprite no pop
She use to twerk she use to pop
No hypocrite because I stopped
By the power of my pops
Like Jackson
Lif]
Yo
The plans' covered in asphalt
The Lord told me that its man's fault
For perpetuating detrimental ways of living we can't halt
Everything inside
for me
So when the devil come try to get me
Gonna praise the Lord
When the devil come try to get me
Gonna praise the Lord
From the moment when
Lord i'm humble
Now i look up just to tell you
That i'm Grateful
I remember they would treat me
Like i wasn't good enough
I been patient i been
these people they bore me
I'm Michael Jackson with the thriller
These bitches are cray, they move like bae
They're steady breading up a nigga
Ay, ay
of the wind
Grant me strength, wit and wisdom and remove my sorrows and shortcomings
Bhajelo Ji Hanuman! Bhajelo Ji Hanuman
Oh Friend! Remember Hanuman
Jaya
Remember Kobe Bryant up in Colorado
Lock me in asylum, your boy too ill with it
Your life is campaign and that's real bid'ness
Set up shop and group your
far Miss get (Ooh)
Me and Timothy cars got kits
But we don't drive around tryna prove you shit (Uh)
Everyone tryna be that bitch
But there can only
My God, He just keeps lifting me up
And every time I call, He lifts me up
And even when I fall, He lifts me up
The Lord just keeps lifting me up
I
on the daily
Ooo that girl is mine, talking Michael Jackson
You know when we met it was a chain-chain-chain
Cha-cha
Santa said “tell me what you want”
Shawty
Lord Finesse and Blastmaster KRS-One
Lyrical styles weigh a ton
Lord Finesse, we know you got skills
Come into the cypher and build
Chill out, all
momma's basement
You closet cases going ape shit over gay shit
Remember this face
'cause I'm gettin' me a face lift
Reverse Michael Jackson, reversal
You closet cases going ape shit over gay shit
Remember this face
'cause I'm gettin' me a facelift
Rerverse Michael Jackson
Reverse celeb racist
So I
50 Cent neither nigga, haha
I came back a rich nigga
Young mogul, Bo Jackson, I'm a switch hitter
They want me face down on the pavement
Gang members
said he lives to see me win
I close a chapter a new one begins
Father God forgive me for all my sins
Cus Lord knows I don't wanna do it again
Summer lit
precious
Guided by the spirit eat them demons Up for breakfast
They cant bring me down I come Back round thats when I'm reckless
I pulled that bible out I
just left me for dead
Or get left where them niggas
Go lay in them pastures
Really we left what was said at the alter
Forgive me Lord Father
I'm showing
of getting Jacksons just like Mike or Desean
And prayed I get them before my time with the Lord
And now I’m using my sword
And yeah it’s liquid like the cash
thought you'd leave me
But now I know it's true
Oh, lord I'm blue
I'm crying over you
I'm waiting for you, baby
I'm sitting all alone
I feel so cold
Rich by popular demand
The wait is over homie
Yes it is
A town connect
Know the city gon' feel this
Damn right
Say Toob I know you see me
Say Chris
Ay, Lord (Lord)
Through up and downs
Tribulations and trials
You been there for me
You been there for me
Through my ups and downs,
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