Lyrics:
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When I'm weak in my faith
By your grace i can say
All is well all is well you are Lord
And all is well
You're the hope for my heart
And a peace
Reach out and touch faith
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your
tales for this young black male
Some see me stranded in this land of hell, jail, and crack sales
Hustlers hardly think of culture
Or the repercussions
lock progress
Tell dem say Today Today It end
We overcome In the name of Jesus
From Today
All the prayers Wey still don Dey wait
Don Dey leave
talks to Jesus, and I close my eyes.
And I thank God for all the joy in my life, But most of all...
Butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer.
Stickin
talks to Jesus, and I close my eyes.
And I thank God for all of the joy in my life
Oh, but most of all, for
For butterfly kisses after bedtime prayer
Jesus hold my hand I need the every art
Through this troubled land protect me by your side
Hear my feeble plea oh Lord look down on me
For I need
Dazed and amazed by the way You say I was made
Still I'm praising Your name for the days that I see no rays
I'm believing in the cross, Jesus is my boss
The world at my sneakers,
Gold pieces moulded with Jesus features,
Give streets the fever from the way I spit the Ether,
Came on the scene at 19
faintest cry He will answer by and by
Now when you feel a little prayer yarning As a heart unto heaven is turning
And You will find a little talk with Jesus
Little by little taking ground
Every prayer powerful weapon
Strongholds fall tumbling down and down and down
We wanna see
We wanna see
We wanna see Jesus
Let me explain somethin' to you
When I say I'm really like that
What I mean is
I'm the culture (Gangsta)
What I've continuously given to the game
There are voices crying out
To the living God
Tell the love of Jesus
By the hills and waters
God bless Africa
And her sons and daughters
Breathe
Bullshit MF
Poem by Stavros (Aka: Poet168)
Bullshit Motherfucker
Bullshit Motherfucker
Bullshit Motherfucker
Bullshit! Bullshit!
Everything I say
night market marakech
hanging on on the straits of gibraltor
culture shock strikes
I'm forever altered
Bowles Sheltering sky
Malkavech don't have
I can still feel the prayers
You prayed for me all those years
And I see now more than ever
What a difference they have made
And I can still hear
A weed believes the garden
Sunday cloves don't fool me
The sky is full of our prayer, prayer
When you were making moonlight
The mall cops in
I protested
I told him I'm a Christian
He tells me I'm arrested
Jesus is God
Jesus is Christ
Jesus is in my prayers at night but Jesus is not Jack
I protested
I told him I'm a Christian he tells me I'm arrested
Jesus is God
Jesus is Christ
Jesus is in my prayers at night
But Jesus is not Jack
on her knees
(mama) she said a prayer for me
(mama) just keep on thanking Jesus
(mama) he'll give you what you need
(thank you Jesus)
Now that was
Super super long Thanksgiving prayer
On this Thanksgiving
I'm so thankful for family
My blood family, my fans and our haters
We love you too
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who's there
would be my prayer, dear Lord, each day
You help me do the best I can
For I need Thy light to guide me day and night
Blessed Jesus, hold my hand
Jesus
His Power Still Prevails
His mercy still endures
forever
He hears and answers prayers
Even now, he cares for you.
Jesus is here, with healing in
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