Lyrics:
cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
Every night I talk to God but he don't say nothing back
I know he
mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death 'pon me
Every night I talk to God but
not fun, yo my brother got a son
God father of his child, now I got to worry now
Send him off to school with toast
Teach him how to burn they clothes
other guys
She was really truly sorry, but if I make some money then maybe she could be with me
She'd talk to her father who owned a boat on the water
So
talk talk talk
God d** you gotta
Talk talk talk talk talk talk talk
Why lie right now
I got my whole squad right now
We popping your brains up
With
done
Am one with the Father, Holy Spirit, and the Son.
Word
I’ve been around
Seen places and faces
But no ones’ gonna love me like the Lord God does in
Covered by You
(You) are here with us
Spirit of God
Come dwell in us
Stir up a fire
Breathe on us
Come fire fall
Spirit of God
Spirit of God
You breathe
This is me asking God why
With a teardrop in my eyes
Last time I called Meech
I told him to be safe
He told me that he would
Tell me why he had
Therefore we have this assurance
Jesus Christ is the Son of God
Who paid His life
In Revelations chapter 5 verse 12
Worthy is the Lamb that was slain
soul
My spirit is at peace around you
My light is beaming
I know you see that
In my dreams
You look at my eyes
And talk to me
Talk to me more, baby
I
one
To all the Ls I took in life they taught me to be a better man
My whole team winning thank God for the ones we have
We got Christ homie we don't
I been wounded by ambition
Promised the impossible dream
Lied to me with pen and ink
Criticized for ministry
Reach out for the lost Manipulated
how safe we are
Mark: Let me tell you about
The safest form of sex
It's when you get super drunk and you
Have sex with like ten
People totally
please talk to me baby
(Please talk to me baby)
She a freak
Oh my God she be tough like that
I'm a ho I show her love
But can't get cuffed like that
I got
that says, you know, that the infinite God, with all this expression, who created every single one of us, absolutely different, on purpose, wants
The Pharcyde
I'm labeled as the cat's meow, the MC with the know-how
Act like you know, not now but right now
Beast of the East, on MCs, I have a feast
I'd
rap fans?
Nobody
I don’t take talk from nobody
Gyal give me ugh she too mixed up
She tell everybody
Man posting pics with a Nokia
That that ain’t
jury be VVSes
Kated by DTSes
Like Khalid shit we the best and
I tell em hoes I don't wanna talk
Just leave a message
Automatic stash boxes so they
Can
not a fighter but I feel, yeah
But I fight for what I love I pray for my music and I talk to god
I wouldn't it done with you oh god oh god I'm blessed
the morning light
Now I have peace in me
I'll praise you from Monday
Monday
Talk about your love on Tuesday
Tuesday
For your mercies on Thursday to Friday
5-1 not 5-0, Im'ma be 52
Bomb drop non-stop spitting on you
Never have so many been screwed by so few
Call to save y'all, so whatcha wanna do?
another case of the celebrity blues
The devil with me and he tell me to shoot
Murder, murder, murder, what would you do?
Have you ever had to hurt her?
God I ain't got nobody but me
I'm in the zone all by myself
I'm alone all by myself
But I don't need nobody else
And God
I'm in the zone all by myself
to God quicker
Couple shots a have your grave dug by them grave diggers
Please come for us
We giving muthafuckas dirt comforters
I'm a made nigga how you
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