Lyrics:
the rock,
I pray, that you would know him well,
This is like show and tell,
It's more than a show, I'm showing you Emmanuel,
So yeah I'm hopin' that you're
gotta ask You for one
Yeah, one more second try to unbreak this heart of mine
Make everything just right
They say sober thoughts are a drunk man's
No more lives torn apart
That wars would never start
And time would heal all hearts
Every man would have a friend
And right would always win
pill to kill the pain,
One more pill to kill the pain,
Living through conformity
One more prayer should keep us safe,
One more prayer to keep
facing ace facing felony still
Felon to the white man, niggas poppin
Pills
Wanna save my people but production of the drill
Put into us
Make me wanna act
don't tell me it's too dark
Don’t tell me it’s too far, look inside your heart
Give that man a second chance
Give that man a needed prayer
So God can come
bein' more money then my man
Had ever had, began to run out.
Then they moved him out and put him down with the...
And then, ladies and gentlemen,
lived as a man
I can relate to you, can you relate to me
Forgive me, Lord
I'm desperate in my prayer, crying woe is me
Forgive me, Lord
For not
Don't you be another (Man down)
Hope and pray and say you can turn (Man down)
Help is just one prayer away
Don't be afraid to say
Mayday
Father forgive
cousin
If God is real, I hate him with a passion
I take more sips, float in this ocean
Gun in my hand time this all ends
I heard your prayer
I heard your
being broke
Hell naw
That shit ain't for me I can't do that no more
I got people who need me can't fuck up no more
Say a lil prayer before I walk out
from down home.
This young man has never been north before.
I want you to listen to me, I got something to tell
You.
He heard about Chicago.
He
never knew what nice is
Check the papers while I bet on ices
More than your eye can see and ears can hear
Year by year all the sense disappears
never knew what nice is
Check the papers while I bet on ices
More than your eye can see and ears can hear
Year by year all the sense disappears
Paper Route
You don't know who you're messing with
cin't no Democrat, and by far I'm no Republican
This is the type of talk that'll probably piss
and pomp and style
But those wagonloads of mourners
They stretched out for more than a mile
And we breathed a prayer as we laid him there
To rest beneath
dare you put your hands on my mother
Your a man in no man's land
Mother Just stop your crying for one more day
I'l say my prayers and it will go away
pray for the listeners
To change & go straight back to the days
Where we had more time for the faith
So we leaned of Christ in our prayers
Never showed
more pills and no more potion
No more being woken up
By the man dumping his shit, unloading his truck
I sleep no more
Absence of occupation isn't
about winning more souls
Man, even AgeeBoy knows, those ain't snares, that's Morse code
They told me, "Stay on your toes", so I tip-toe like the floor
I execute this rebuke, good master
He said, these cometh not out, but by prayer and fasting
Like, one, two, three, four, five, knock a demon down
bein' more money then my man
Had ever had, began to run out.
Then they moved him out and put him down with the...
And then, ladies and gentlemen,
door (how much longer?)
And he's weak with evil and broken by the world (how much longer?)
And he's shouting your name and asking for more (how much
mare
If you see me go by, put up a prayer"
Well, they rode all night, and they rode all day
Eastward, long down the broad highway
His spirit was tired
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