an encouraging word Beneath a mile of skin "I should've noticed it" "I should've noticed it" "I should've noticed it before" What a day What a day What a day
I admit when I was young shit I had a job That was cool at first but I had to get paid A 150 dollars a week must think I'ma slave Maybe that's the reason
brothers Sell a house, fuckin' pitiful, we always just some drama Let 'em slide through then they devide, conquer And every plantation got a bunch a house niggas D12
think you really got them guts To walk up to his house, knock on his door Let 'em feel the buck shots of a 12 gauge Backed up by an A-K Fore you go
A paint splattered wall A carton of cigarettes A bouquet of corpses A dying forest A nurtured garden A privatized prison A candle with a broken
"at a certain time you gotta cut the music Then you are doing him a disservice and you are doing you a disservice Alright? so let's keep it real
is near, when Jesus you return God we question You no more But please tarry, more are coming and your saints are faithful The day is nigh!!!
to the ground Paralyzed I'm fading Beyond you, beyond me Shadowland, a place of beauty A world eternal Where wonders will never cease to be A bed of nails or a
scared? Sleepless night and hunger. Couldn't be farther from my mind. Yet each day my body screams enough, enough. What has become of my faith. I have
to take it farther then a friend, but she just a little hesistant It took longer then I thought, yeah I'll admit it, but I stayed patient Was a lot like
life to see Yet i knew there must be more But those days are gone now [02:40] Changed like a leaf on a tree Blown away forever Into the cool autumn
no more Praise the Lord, praise the Lord O my soul Repeat Chorus And Lord haste the day When the faith shall be sight The clouds be rolled back as a
Cloud 9 Kendrick Lamar I take a sip of Hennessy and then get pissy drunk I ain't a drinker, I'm a thinker, call it what you want But if you turn your
12) [Hook:] What it is? (what it is?) It's the Church (it's the church) Listen In (listen in) Put in work (put in work) No more church corruption (Naw) No more
think you really got them guts To walk up to his house, knock on his door Let'em feel the buck shots of a 12 gauge Backed up by an a-k Fore you go to
mind is that another sin from within? [Esham] What's the price of betrayal? Pushing D12 through Hell Time'll tell if I'm nailed to a cross like Christ
near, when Jesus you return God we question You no more But please tarry, more are coming and your saints are faithful The day is nigh!!!
