'm livin for Jesus When I'm alone and feeling down Now, down so deep in my heart I turn to Jesus and ask Him for a brand new start He's the reason for
the Devil, I'm Jesus It's Young Money bitch! The game needs us Gudda Gudda, what it is nigga? Kid-Kid Chi, get it how you live nigga My nigga Mack Maine
the third day He rose And He's coming again, I will live it till then This is the creed, I will live it This is the creed, I will live it, I will believe
the same style, RZA trainable, jump the turnstyle On the alley, tried to challenge God for the new vials Especially that, aluminum bat in the act Relax, lay back, sell a grenade a day
for me, oh, Lord (Pray for me) Every time I look around (Pray for me) Somebody got something to say (Pray for me) (Pray for me) I need y'all to pray for me (Pray for
the day (I was so cool) Back in the day (The coolest one in school) It was back in the day (Well I can't lie to you) Back in the day (I was a nerdy little
that day But if we may create an illustration We'll see what these men might have had to say Suppose that first man said, "I hate to doubt it For Jesus
But you took my gifts and talents only for you, just to glorify yourself I was beaten and bruised, crushed, now, for your iniquity Stripped naked, I was spit upon just for you to live
dies, jacked up by the state. Another glorious advance for civilisation. One small step for man. One giant step for mankind. For he so loved the world
, in seach of gold, a casket for a dying world. Our hero stands, wealth in hand, The prize for his endeavors. The masses cheer, to hide their fears That no man lives
, be just like Whitney Battle me ya kiddin' me you a funny cat I bet 50 Cents for Eminems ya won't get a Nickelback The track I'm rippin' ain't really that hard See Jesus
us, if we come through your receivers You can play us an' repeat us an' then take us home an' read us Line for line, good Jesus, Mos Def an' Kweli Just
I searched and searched, but still there's no sign It's gotta be a trick for the deaf dumb and blind Now would you set up home, and wait for a mystery
for/ yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah/ I said run to the hood and tell em im the nigga they gotta pray for, lay low and stay low [chorus
He died (2x) My Jesus bowed his head hung his head and He died(2x) But on the third day On the third day (2x) Jesus rose He rose (3x) Jesus rose Victoriously
for you to catch me That's what I start every day off with I may talk shit, but there ain't much else to do in this prison cell And lucky for me no
