hot rip your blouse off My brothers if you're thirsty, crack the forty ounce Beats I smack em out the stadium I never bunted I rock all night, you got
Or are we too dirty for Your light to get through?" I want Your light to get through Should I tell them that You are the one who has made me And saved
alone You invited the thirsty to come to the water And those who have no money come and buy So come Come, so come Behold the days are coming For the
shining I could rumble in the jungle and tussle with all the lions My hustle could turn to rustle but for now I'm surviving Living, my kids are chilling
in black leather To come through buildin for buildin Jack dead for crime cheddar [shyheim] All day, I dream about guns, money, cars and bitches Thirsty niggaz, who
"Where are we?" "I'm thirsty." "There's a church up ahead, maybe there's something in here..." [Door open] "These don't look like Presbyterians!" "
in the land A people who are hungry Hungry for the bread of life A people who are thirsty Thirsty for the river, the river of joy All across the nation
the pain? Where do you run when you?re thirsty again? Who do you cry out to when all your strength is gone? All your strength is gone Come to me all who are
You seem to be getting by just fine on your own The well came to the thirsty, but no one was home Looking for some real dignity In all the wrong places
lower deck they can't support me properly it never hurts to check I've made the rounds and all I've found are rogues and rakes and drunks men who don
me a temple And nobody in there will make me Wash behind my ears or eat my greens or Share my toys with the other children who are just horrid anyway
and take on the World And you did, but somewhere along the lines, you changed, you stopped being you! [Verse 1: Joe Budden] Shout to all my fans, glad I can inspire y'all
won't, go ahead talk shit, cautious, report shit, live out of hell, since all my dudes either alive or outta jail, won't fold, won't curl, no wonder all
Come and listen, come to the water's edge All you who know and fear the Lord Come and listen, come to the water's edge All you who are thirsty, come
much more It's so hard to change When we are captive to ourselves Always thirsty for something else But free or enslaved We are sons, we are daughters
We are the age, no restriction shall stop the brave We've got the rage of who's trapped in a fancy cage The rage of the useless scorn of the unaware
my street all day. Going down my street all day. All the time we see one another never conversing what do we have to say going down my street all
causes instead? What made the maddeened go to extreme lengths Who simply couldn't take it Who knew they wouldn't make it Being ground down fine, by those who