Well, I guess God was a lot more demonstrative back When he flamboyantly parted the sea Now everybody's prayin', don't pray on me Tell everybody prayin', don't pray on me
and country everybody's doing it, don't do that to me I don't know what stopped Jesus Christ from turning every hungry stone into bread and I don't remember
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love and country everybody's doing it, don't do that to me I don't know what stopped Jesus Christ from turning every hungry stone into bread and I don't
We know that what we reap we sow But we forget how low we can go You think it's bad here on Earth But if we don't get to Heaven, it's Hell It's all goin
I always prayed for a son Life is crazy ain't it, sometimes I even think da same thang I been waitin' on freedom to ring, hell, but ain't a thang changed
you tell me where to go heaven or hell, eleven to twelve and I'm ready when you ready, just tell me don't breath will you forgive me 'cause I didn't believe
, cussing but all I hear is Heaven calling Me next thing, I know they busting, they left me seven And they all in me on fallen knees, help me, please,
No lies though the eyes of an angel suggest you don't table Every angle be obtuse, ain't no truce, it's war It won't stop, to compromise wouldn't stop
the difference? We all want money, drugs & bitches Anybody that doesn't rubs me suspicious I don't trust none of y'all I don't trust religion I don't
they in a pine box, or locked behind bars. Beef ain't the summer Jam on Hot Ninety-Seven. Beef is the Cocaine and AIDS epidemics. Beef don't come with
I could-a Could-a had religion Well, this bad old same day Tell now, whiskey an' women won't now Let the ol' poorboy pray Let the poorboy pray Let the poorboy pray
when they say we ain't shit, we can't grow? All we are is dope dealers and gangstas and hoes? And you believe when they be tellin' you lie, all on the
a sign from God, so I thought I'd better pray I said, "Don't ever speak to me directly and thanks anyway" Now so much has changed about me Besides me
peace BRIDGE 2x: If it?s on then it?s on, we break bad-breaks Christ Jesus on my side, we won?t lose that take For the things I don?t got, be the things
they end up inna PINE box or locked behind bars Beef ain't the Summer Jam for Hot 97 Beef is the cocaine and AIDS epidemic Beef don't come with a radio
With the shit I'm fixto attempt I'm fix to bust hell wide open fear don't control me and I'm O.G. hell can't hold me [T.I.] Now 'Pac and Biggie want
