Lyrics:
Take hold of my hand
And I'll do what I can
To make everything right
At least for tonight
If you'll just take hold of my hand
Press your lips
see us on the countryside
Sitting in the grass, laying side by side
You can be my baby, gonna make you my lady
Girl, you amaze me
Ain't gotta do
Except on Wednesdays
When I get rudely awakened by the dustmen
(Parklife)
I put my trousers on, have a cup of tea
And I think about leaving the house
strained amidst clear manna from above
I crucified my hate and held the word within my hand
There's you, the time, the logic, or the reasons we don't
being Here if you're just gonna walk Away
Yeah I found a place where Everything just makes sense
And I'll take you there
If you just take my hand
Yeah
death by a thousand cuts
I dress to kill my time
I take the long way home
I ask the traffic lights if it'll be alright
They say, "I don't know"
you do a double take (now let's go y'all, woo)
Planet rocker, show stopper
Flow proper, head knocker (yeah)
Beat scholar, tail dropper
Do my thang,
if your girl starts actin' up, then you take her friend
Master Gee, my mellow
It's on you, so whatcha gonna do?
Well, it's
that these fags stared straight at my balls
They busting a bitch while I pull up my drawls
So I'm quick to take off, don't abide by the law
Like all
honest I ain't feelin' like that, man I just really like rap
Y'all lucky, trust me
I'm opposite the hands of Sandusky
With the shit that my pen state,
the hand of the man who calmed the sea
Take a look at yourself and you can look at others differently
By puttin' your hand in the hand of the man from
Except on Wednesdays
When I get rudely awakened by the dustmen
(Parklife)
I put my trousers on, have a cup of tea
And I think about leaving the house
you do a double take (now let's go y'all, woo)
Planet rocker, show stopper
Flow proper, head knocker (yeah)
Beat scholar, tail dropper
Do my thang,
can't do it I won't ask you to dance, please don't take my hand
Please don't take my hand Please don't take my hand
Oh-oh, don't take my hand, my hand
PRECIOUS LORD
Thomas c. Dorsey & Kelly Garner
Chorus:
Precious Lord, take my hand
Lead me on, let me stand
I am tired, I'm weak, I am worn
Through
Shit God damn
I went driving by my ops block because I was reminiscing
So I slid to the graveyard gave my respects and then I'm dipping
To the ocean
Take hold my hand
Alone and forsaken
By fate and by man
O lord can you hear me
Take hold my hand
Alone and forsaken
By fate and by man
O lord
Need to take these chains off
Sometimes, like, when I listen back to my old shit
It's like, sounds like it's, they add, like, a little melody
I don't feel safe anymore
Sitting with my gun in my hand by myself cause I never feel safe anymore
I don't even pray anymore and I'm damned cause I
burying a friend)
Death may as well take my hand and guide me down to hell
Just can’t recover (from burying a friend)
When the deed was done I thought I
a charger
But them they gassed up Psshhhh like they in a Charger
I'm a master of my fate gotta be hands on
If I'm spending my dollars you know the product
to ack-wild
Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right
Strap by my waistline, cause niggas don't fight
Sucker free for life, so you better think twice
to ack-wild
Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right
Strap by my waistline, cause niggas don't fight
Sucker free for life, so you better think twice
oscuro aquí)
What the hell is wrong with me
I feel so lost, so who is me
I feel so empty in my mind
I want to take it out and die
Feel so alone these
Discuss these take my hand by 4troops Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In