Lyrics:
God's hands
Tweaking off that reefa , shakin' while I shake hands
Feds was on my dick, I had to play it off and make friends
Not what's in the game plan,
Yeah, once again, word up urban inspirational
KRS-One, Professor Ecks, whattup Dan? Woo
Temple of Hip-Hop, let's do it
By the sound
Got a tale to tell
The gospel of mark
The truth dwell
In the beginning
John came to pave
Way for the lord
Making hearts brave
Dressed in camel's
both with pride
And we were there when John remembered
God was on his side
We watched him on the concert stage
We watched him write his songs
And saw
hccker
As long as I'm your hccker
As long as I'm your hccker
HCCKER! HCCKER!
HCCKER! HCCKER!
Put your ds on me john F kennedy
I'll make you squeal, baby
Thank God I'm A Country Boy (Live)
Singer：李龍基
Composer：John Martin Sommers
Author：John Martin Sommers
Arranger：麥皓輪
(Come On Yeah 樓上嘅朋友)
Well Life
staring at my idle hands
Maybe I could've done something
Maybe I could've made a difference
John Wayne with a God complex tells me to buy a gun
Like
Backwoods stuffed with a 3.5
When I creep by, probably throwin' peace signs out the window
I'm busy, I ain't got time for pretendin'
Yeah, hit her
(Darkside) - Yeah!
So I say
[Chorus]
Peace God I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm on my way
Peace God I'm gone, I'm gone, I'm on my way
Peace God (peace y'all!)
man
So proud.
Mama's gone crazy 'cause her baby's shot down
By some teenage car chase war out of bounds
It was the wrong place wrong time wrong end
was def, a lot of respect
Feel Me? Fuck to the rock Sean John jury
I got the same hands of crap platinum and the crap pyramids
Write about the black
insurance
Not your everyday occurrence
My rhyme torments MC's with the fear of God
You'll be cursed like Farad, and struck by the iron rod
Then again, You're the first, Jesus
And by Your hand we move
You're the image of the invisible God
You are God, You are God
Bring fascination
Bring
But John and Jacob loved to laugh
About basic in Louisiana
Well John passed on by his own hand
And now Jacob has a hard time understanding
‘They said
Go ahead and shake whatcha mama gave ya
Oh, oh, say can you see
By the dawns early light
Party with me every night
Let down your hands, alright
Doe
Guantanamo, John Doe
Every one of us is connected to a light
Though some have switched it off, and now are ruled by night
Thats where we could be
God, defy the odds by using tactics
The word of God's my tactic, Jesus Christ the captain
Real life I ain't acting, bible in my jacket
I might just hit
love instead,
And carried me
For all to see
Upon his tender head.
--
Once placed with awe
In manger straw,
Anointed by John's hands,
Transfigured
where to find that Mystery God
I don't see him, so you know the shit is kinda hard
I searched and searched, but still there's no sign
It's
an assault, that I caught, in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can like the Gingerbread Man
You better have your gat in hand, 'cause man
Come and roll
and Martin Luther King
Just like John Lennon by that hotel
You have to pay for our sins
Was it like being raped? Was it like being dead?
Like a bad movie over
Garland of roses
My time is here
For your intercession
In this Rosary prayer
In the mysteries of light baptized by John
A wedding miracle we begin to learn
John Ceno
John Cena for all we know I'm tryna, Listen
I'm tryna make it clear we handmade by God not tito
Come taste and see it's way better
The best
Say a prayer for the ones we leave behind, say a prayer for us all
Come take my hand now and hold on tight
Take one last look at that wall
Think
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