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All that hurt and pain I'll take it away 
Just trust my words lift your voice and sing

Thank you Lord for sending your son 
Hallelujah Jesus Christ is

can feel it creepin sometimes, Lord may I recover
To this world I know I've died still my soul struggles
I'm in the world but it's hard cause I'm not

losses/paid for my choices
Like a monster on morphine no fucks for your feelings it's pointless
Saliva drips from my fangs the hunger is still in existence 
Not

don’t know, so let me feed you

This is real life, so let me give it to you
Like a woman on labour, sorry for pushing you
Lord, please shed light, so when

The burdens are so heavy
But Lord, you made me ready
To carry all my burdens
If you knew the power
The power that's inside me
Worst mind cannot pass by me

Hmmmmm hmmmmm
Hmmmm hmm
Hmmmmm hmmmm
Girl you’re so damn fine
And you blow my mind
Lord see i thank you
For this gift that you’ve given
Beauty

they still come my way
Niggas always say we've had it dude and this is what claim
That I'm stealing their girls and I shine on their shine
When they get

might seek redress from the evils
Not my intention to present woe from this reading
Just let this stand evidence of foretold upheaval
I must leave you
You

these chains are still on me
I rise and fall and like 
The same old story
I spill my heart out 'til 
There's none left for me
Can't fight alone, Lord 
Can

Brandy, you're a fine girl" (you're a fine girl)
"What a good wife you would be" (such a fine girl)
"But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea"

Lord Pray For Me 



First Verse 

Got on my knees 
Faced East but can’t sleep defeat, 
Is opposite of my current view of victory, 

I’m sure you all

sadness
She was the light of my life
And life is so unfair such a cross to bear
Still, there's the will to contend with
All kinds of papers to sign
I can't

of the pitiful,
clear as a crystal
I go paint that picture
When it is essential
Whatever you will utter, i can say it against you
You're giving me the thrill, but

Pull up to the scene like, nigga, wassup
Came from basement now I'm aimin' for the attic
Huh, that is my tactic
Nigga, what's wrong with you? I can't

you're the third wheel
Still I'm standing
No Chill
Yea cramming
Stealing from the G's damn damning
Lord I beg you give me strength
Its harder on this track

The Warriors

Royce da 5'9"

Street Hop

2009

niggas the orphans us? We the warriors

Oh, wait a minute boppers
Royce, slow down baby

This rap shit is a workout on my legs
A nigga going hard

friends from my foes it's
Hard to tell apart
Cause Heaven only knows who was
Here from the start lord knows
Heaven alone knows

"Heaven alone knows, yeah"

always closer
Whenever I start singing

This is the gift you gave me
I really appreciate it
From the bottom of my heart
cnd the soul you gave me

The world

late my
Eyes start looking oriental
And this pen is so temperamental, it's mental
I get money but you still see me in a rental
Shaking the petrol pump

Tolerated by some like some monster 
But they all come back for advice like a doctor 
So here’s a story yeah it goes something like this 
Now that things are

Hustler's Withdrawal

Pitbull

Strength of a Nation, Vol. 1

2002

mind was clouded with white thoughts
He's lucky that he didn't end up outlined in white chalk
The only thing I can say I gained from my father is

Lord I pour my life in this music
I want to know you more but I've been picking up bruises
Yearning to be perfect an inadequate human
Attempting

the true meaning of the things that you’re displaying//
Despite what you say, that shit is hate, not heritage
But bitch, yet and still, you wanna label us

closet, closed up in the boxes, got a lot of dirt on my outfits
Truth is that my mind's on the fritz and I don't wanna be like this no more
Closed up, held