thousand and some odd vans And some cum wad from out the parkin lot Get into an argument over a parkin spot He decides to pull his gun out and let's
y'all birds watch As real millionaire, shit'll take place Evil as Hitler's hate-race people This is God son, and I've come from the God under pure peace
I lend my hand out to help ya Lost soul looking for shelter On the late night accept it Treat ya good won't disrespect ya My age is young Out of place
life with pistols close at hand Kidnapped my homey's sister, cut her face up bad They even raped so we blazed they pad Automatic shots rang out, on every block They puttin hits out
mama was smoked out Fuck the drama Wanna break my loc's out Smoking blunts getting drunk off that tanqueray gin 'bout to break my nigga out the fuckin
bet this Brotha be a better one If I'm upset, you don't stress Never forget, that God hasn't finished with me yet I feel his hand on my brain When I write
talking in background] This goes out to all you motherfuckers that STILL, have to kill to make that money All you niggaz on the block, sellin rocks Hand to hand
In the hood shit is lovely until it go bad Now you can pray for a miracle and God might be hearin' you When i'm not in the jam, i write in my hand [
me, pussy boy don't try Police responds, never fast enough, the shots fired Don't be stupid, find out who you fuckin' wit son 'Fore we find out where
body heat and let your breath moan for more Oh so softly your hand press up the coating as you let the other one slide Can you feel him inside you Do you scream out
I, I woke up The God of fire woke me up At the edge of burning ground I'm, I'm damned To put out the fire My hand is a trap for that fire It won't surprise
maintain Hand on heart keep alive in dying art Pick it up dust it down make a start and bring it round Pray to God blaspheme one can only dream Crucify
Hudson] When the world must come together as one [Jennifer Hudson] There are people dying [Jennifer Nettles] And it’s time to lend a hand to life The
that we can stand on our own. Grandfather used his hands, he worked them to the bone. To provide his family with a happy home, alone. Don’t take your aggression out
young to fall) So out of place don't wanna stay, I feel wrong and that's my sign I've made up my mind Gave me your hand but realize I just wanna say
arrived in is now the time I pay for all my sins I can't believe that this is God's creation this realm was fashioned by the Deil's ane hand [indian (
journey To offer praise to him? There is love and peace for every man If we reach out and touch his hand, if we reach out and touch his hand There
upon the chest Close to where the heart beats strong "No pains will occur when hand is pushed into my flesh She`ll slowly draw my living heart out of