Lyrics:
come on and come with it
Baby you gotta learn to spit
It's a hot style, radio hostile is we
Gospel emcee who ride a
Thousand miles of beats
Exhale then
Just ruins my patience?
You used to say
These talks would be worth something
Oh, three mile prayers
Our half-mile graces
And I know the way
It's going
the bloodline of Cain
Let the children come to me you made them slaves
Made them church workers without minimum wage
I told them say the Lord's prayer they said
rage and they divide us by hate
Give em all an inch and then they take a fuckin mile
Gun us down, single file, executioner style
Cause issa mind game
weak
Walk a mile in my shoes, you'd be dead if you were me
I don't need nobody, I been did it by myself
Oh now she wanna call me cause she see I'm doing
a werewolf
Say a prayer for a fallen rival
It's a matter of my survival
One shot rings out in the night
Birds are panicked into flight
Making a getaway by
a werewolf
Say a prayer for a fallen rival
It's a matter of my survival
One shot rings out in the night
Birds are panicked into flight
Making a getaway by
from Babylon. you make me leave this place for
miles.
you`re no illusion. no, you are the truth.
never forget, it`s you, always you
na. na. na.
na. na.
people climbing on my precious prayers
Take me to a circus tent
Where I can easily pay my rent
And all the other freaks can share my cares
Know I love
You think I'd have it down by now
Been practicin' for thirty years
I should have walked a thousand miles
So what am I still doin' here?
Reachin'
nose
All the prayers came too late
No regrets, no reason why
Release me, I'm dying
We stood side by side
Everybody's asking why
We had a dream,
made it here by faith bring shouts and shotguns, stubborn wheel and prayer warriors, runaway plots and eloquent speeches in our enemies tongue we had
Quick prayer
Should we do it
Yes
We take one a piece
One hour down and we're already
Broke
Coolest part about it
Was ya boys were
Stoked
Walking by Faith
The Favor by Dan Johnson
Billy was a quiet one, preacher's son,
Hair black as midnight,
Eyes like the moon.
Jenny was a sweet thing.He swore
Waitin on a miracle, I ain't gon fold yeah
Answer me god, I know you out there somewhere
God, why won't you listen to my prayers
Tell me what I gotta do
somebody not me
I don't have a saviour
I'm too smart
To be taken in by
Your prayers and your incense and that round-trip to heaven
Today is just the same
I am a rambling man, I cross the desert in the burning sand
Faced down the devil himself but I made it on through
Live and die by the words I choose,
disguised and surprise
you got a hole between your fuckin eyes
Niggaz is grazed, catchin strays from the blaze
Amazed by the ways I lays em down when my shit
the guns of war
We said goodbye to it all
They brought us into a nurse's station
Half a mile behind the lines
Oh Lord, how my heart was breaking
from the guns of war,
We said godbye to it all.
They brought us in to a nurse's station,
Half a mile behind the lines.
Oh lord, how my heart was
There's a little white church in the valley
That stands in my memories each day
And it seems I can hear the bells ringing
Though I am many miles
for the children
You sing one for the miles
You sing one for them pretty green eyes
I'm headed home baby, I got a long way to go
And sing me
speaker
Countinously, meticoulously, etchin out the spaces in time
For miles affecting rhymes that changing minds permanently
Like mescaline, giving your
Riding lonely places to avoid passers by
I didn't think I'd see a soul But a shadow caught my eye
Surrounded by miles of nothing She lay there in the sand
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