pain has turned to hate Symptoms of stagnation are coming to an end Solitude's frustration has been our only friend Now we must break free Mercy is no virtue
[Verse 1:] Through all of the hurt and the pain, through all the stormy nights and the hard rain, through all of the trails that you go through, God
[Chorus:] Jesus paid the ransom with His blood, said He rescued me and He washed my sins away. Jesus paid the ransom with His blood, said He rescued
[Verse 1:] Miracle after miracle, I can't count the times You undergirded me. You loosed the chains and removed the shame, You kept my mind from hurting
My child please come home I?m waiting for you I feel your pain I want to comfort you I know you Think that its Too late to come home No, I welcome you
[Verse 1:] I called up Karima, Heather, and told em' that lately I've been feelin' that we need a little somethin' we can groove to, you know, somethin
[Verse 1:] Is it somebody on a corner, or someone on a subway, or a baby with a baby, selling her body for money? I know that you've seen them, a
[Verse 1:] It's a wonderful thing to go to sleep and wake up in the morning, and you're breathin'. It's a wonderful thing to see the sun light shine
[Verse 1:] In a world that seems so fake, artificial everything; oh I just want be real, I gotta say how I feel, can't wait. Always looking at myself
[Intro:] Uh-uh, yeah, yeah. [Verse 1:] In a world that seems so fake, artificial everything, I know you wanna be real (I wanna be real). In the mirror
That's burning between us It lies in everyone This whirling energy It's all around us too Electrifying you So can't you set it free? This virtue is
liberty If the virtues of tomorrow Set the need on the way We won't have a future nor liberty Private vice leads to public virtue Raised to think that we are free
some or learn some I won't hesitate no more, no more It cannot wait, I'm yours Well open up your mind and see like me Open up your plans and damn you're free
hardcore, menace to society Raps all the same My pen spits variety Eclecticism is a virtue It may not be a word But it's definitely a virtue Rappers approaching
took my virtue I feel so cold inside Sorrow has frozen my mind Always there to remind me It keeps me from believing That someone might be there Who’ll free
is our virtue But I won't hesitate no more, no more It cannot wait I'm yours Well open up your mind and see like me Open up your plans and damn you're free
(Jack White/Mark Spiro) You always run to me Whenever she leaves you We trade philosophy But nothing can free you Too many poison arrows hit The heart
You always run to me whenever he leaves you We trade philosophy but nothing can free you Too many poisoned arrows hit The heart you try to hide Can't
