i was lost but now im found i was blind but now i see super high cant touch the ground life tested me, but god blessed me ever since jayvon's testimony from a jail house
, tower 1 fell, tower 2 fell, now everybody screwed like loose nails I'm like what are we to do with a house with no roof look up and pray to whose above
Said a prayer 'cause only God knows what I'm gonna do What I saw was enough to drive a preacher wild I'm in the hall contemplatin' now in my own damn house
a prayer 'cause only God knows what I'm gonna do What I saw was enough to drive a preacher wild I'm in the hall contemplatin', not in my own damn house
I left the house, left the room with the foxy on my back And my supplies in a magic pack And I followed the sound of music Not up a hill but down to an
Girls calling cabs at dawn quarter to 7:00 Skies getting cold flying from the north rockin with our city like a sold out show House full of hoes that
her. Every other (shake that) becomes a blur. Be my mistress, I'll be your sir. I love her, the way she is, the way she are, my shooting star. And I pray
head to pray You could not let yourself dream Never dare believe You could ever be more Than you were born to be Do you lock up your house Like you
eating him The house starts to wreak That's when we moved out And our house was bigger We had a large garage and the attic was killer We used to pray
boys Come from her neighborhood To the studio tryin to fight me She need to get a piece of the American pie And take her bite out That's my house, I
It was the morning of October 6th, 1960 I was wearing my brown suit Preparing to leave the house of D Shook some hands then adios Brooklyn amigos Maybe
That's why you hear me shootin' this real shit off like a gun I wonder how my friends would treat me now If I was iced up with a Bentley and a house
news at night There's too much stuff that's making her cry We need some help Down here on Earth A thousand prayers, a million words But one voice was heard A house
little bit more concerned about where you?re going Just a word unto the wise. You?d better get to livin?. Verse 2: A girlfriend came to my house, Started
pot holes in Jamaica, We cut down the weed, bury the paper on dem acres. Martin had a dream, Bob got high, I still do both but somehow I got by. Creflo prayed
holes in Jamaica We cut down the weed, bury the paper on the makers Martin had a dream, Bob got high I still do both but somehow I got by Treflo prayed
get to knowin', showin' A little bit more concerned about where you're goin' Just a word unto the wise You better get to livin'. A girlfriend came to my house
your house I long to be Room by room patiently I'll wait for you there like a stone I'll wait for you there alone And on my deathbed I will pray To