Lyrics:
god
But why do I (we) live by these man made laws
Ten commandments they say do not steal or kill
But I lost too many niggas and some say they
fearin', it's all in the past
No matter what you're feelin', this love is gon' last
The heart of his soul, it breathes inside of me
[chorus]
My man (he
Aiyo, come on home wit us man Harlem World U.S.A. man
Take a walk wit us on our block man, See how we live, DIP SET!
Yo, yo, Come on home wit me,
WISH
TOM QUICK ALEX BITTLES
GARY CONNOR DAVIDE BOCCI (DRAKE)
BACKING SINGERS: LUCY POTTERTON
RUTH SAVILL ADETOUN ANIBI
STRINGS: MILLENNIA
march)
There is an army that is marching onto victory the Captain is a man from Galilee
They've all been saved and their souls set free by the blood
, the man known as Jambalaya Jones
Wife beaters, cookie eaters, man cheaters, Tom Steeters
Men of all sizes and shapes; he did not discriminate
Black, white,
worked the land together, and we learned to count on each other
When you live off the land you don't have the time to think about another man's coulour
Would you rather live life like me or by the book? (you get it?)
Sheesh, we are what we are
Make the wrong move will put your faggot ass in the ER
He's
I'm a sell to anybody in your damn family
Uncle Tom, your Aunt Tammy, your Grandmammy
Your right hand man, Randy, understand me
In Antlanta, I got
Toms man they will sell their soul for gold
I aint fuckin with you Uncle Toms for house money jewelry and cars
they'll do anything
this is for you
high
The man lives out his life, but it was all a lie
His wife is in the village below, sleeping with Mr. Jones
Sold his sanity and her soul
the time
Man that must suck hell tough luck
Keepin' it buck life gets rough
Don't have mind tucked gon live it up
Gotta stay in touch wit yoself yup
can't live without you girl
I can't live without you
I call your name
Again and again
I lose my soul, my self-control
Oh, I know that I can't live
That I was a lonely man
A man with no direction, with no purpose
With no one to love and no one to love me for, for me
Aw girl then you, then you came
Am I the kind of man
That lives by his heart
Who believes in God almighty
Not fearin' the devil or the dark
Always there when you need me to be
Hold
you die by your own hand
As a suicide, you shall be damned
And if you try to save your soul
I will torment you, you shall not grow old
With every
the Buckingham Palace
There is enough
This is the crown land
This is the brown land
This is not our land
Some folks live in water tanks
Some folks live in
you die by your own hand
As a suicide, you shall be damned
And if you try to save your soul
I will torment you, you shall not grow old
With every
They don't see the hurt
In his tired eyes
As he watches their lives
Passin' by
But he keeps pourin' hope
One drink at a time
Tryin' to save their souls
the ground
A pardon I was granted, my sinful soul set free
No more to fear the angry waves upon life's stormy sea
Forgiven by the love of God, a love that
Tom Joad got out of that old McAlester pen
'Twas there that he got his parole
After four long years on a man killing charge
Tom Joad came
Its Bad Boy bitch
Scram Jones the Clipse B.I.G.
Let's go
Niggas in my faction don't like asking questions
Strictly gun testing, coke measuring
There was a lonely man
A man with no direction, with no purpose
With no one to love and no one to love me for, for me
Aw girl then you, then you came
This is the tale that was told to me by the man with the crystal eye,
As I smoked my pipe in the camp-fire light, and the Glories swept the sky;
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