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Ol' Dirty Bastard

The Trials and Tribulations of Russell Jones

2002

ya stealth
(See let a nigga come through with that bullshit)
Yeah we ain't sayin nuttin'
I never was familiar with bein' pussy
I loved that shit 'til

could, flows come how you fly a kite
And words could hit the same way sunsets do when day turns into night, like
There's just something about it
Couldn't

proof they wrong
Now that I'm saved the lord strength My kids goin be raised on
I just wanna be in your presence like Where the day gone
His promises I

seeds and let you seeds grow
By your deeds you shall be judged so let your deeds show now
Show now

Chuh, and every day I rise
I give thanks

Only think of fuck-ups when we look back and recall
How 45 kept dropping the ball; refuse to support an idiot I just can't
Give praise to someone like

this flesh requires work and to suppress it, is labor
Co-Laboring with Christ is the cure for my anger
And I just thank The Lord of host for His favor

forgiveness
Stop playing the victim
Let's get back to business
I thank you
For everything you've given me
In trust
Lord I thank you
I know I don't tell you

Let it just build
The same pattern of...
Stone after stone they build
Towers rise up
Mansion after mansion they build
But the tide is coming down

I

the good times
So I don't question if he there in the darkness
If it's poetry it doesn't mean it should rhyme
Just as long as it's striking you where you're

They just neglect you
Killing them softly
Every beat it was murda
Im fresh out like Smurda
Do my lil bop
Then I pop
Like some cola
I guess im supposed ta

Oya shake your Bobbi baby
Oya shake your Bobbi baby
I need it, just to calm me
Just one fuck 
She wan jazz me
Her bad luck 
I bad like don jazzy
Tic

Umbilical cord ya phone jack shit what you call that
c calling on ya life don't let it hang up on ya own neck
Them phone bills got money on them

of all I ain't with the cuffing these girls gone pick and choose
And if I ever had yo girl just know she don't play by the rules
But never mind we gone get

playin'
Tired of this dragon slaying
Piled in these bills I'm Paying
Doing what my mother's saying
Rich man die just the same
I'm Working hard without

the race
In the rain
Only one way to that train
By praisin' HIS NAME
I will praise Your Name
Lift You high even in my pain
Bring You glory
Nothin for my fame

skill, then boost and build
Truth, I will, always choose my pill
I chew it, pay the bill

Sit and chill, let me do thing
Throwing up, shaking up, by

I'm a Winans Too

Winans Phase 2

We Got Next

1999

the blood
And we're just chips off the old block
Representing Jesus

Hey, Phase 2 who we gonna give the praise to Jesus
Plus thank Him for the ones who raised

Just give her a call bro
Take a minute lets talk
Know that my pride is a problem it gets in the way of shit
And I'm trying to change it
Nigga cant

dead on that
Like I passed on bro gave 'em a dap and told my girl let's go
Now back to the lab where I wrestle with God
Asking for forgiveness in

Holy Lord, Hail, Holy Lord
Hail, Holy Lord, Glory to You
My talent's speaking for itself and I call it talented
With my words I'm a taliban, high

to stay and not letting me walk farther 
I was meant to live in the light of the Lord, yeah, it might kill me, but my life is secure so let me go 

People

Talk to YOU - Listen to YOU - Praise YOU - Worship YOU 
LORD where else could I go? I may not know much but this much I surely know...

In spirit

more profit than gold
Brings the light into your life and all the lies get exposed
Lets your feet trade in places where the light has shone
Just

you I carefully plead
Accept Him as your Lord and Savior
It's as easy as SABC 1 2 3 and etv
Not too many channels like DSTV
There's just 1 Gospel one