roll shoes Something happens to me Every time I hear the blues I will do my homework I'll clean the yard every day I will even do the dishes I'll do anything
somebody's payin' the pied piper All the pain inside amplified by the fact That I can't get by with my 9 to 5 And I can't provide the right type of
, no, no I'm stayin' home tonight I don't wanna go nowhere I'm just gonna love you, baby All night long I wanna rub your back And kiss your feet Romantically I
else? And I, I'm 'bout to offer all I can give him 'Cause I'm a slave to his rhythm I said I just can't help myself 'Cause baby I love ya and I trust
through my soul Feel my body gettin' cold So cold, sometimes I feel like I'm a prisoner I think I'm trapped here for a while (But I'm always right here
? Do I tell you that there's hope beyond these walls? That to help you, I'd do anything at all? What our souls believe, we will always be Blood brothers time can
Do you feel what I feel When you look at me? Why do I feel in my heart That we're meant to be? Please forgive the words I say Whenever you're around
know Here I come, I come, I come, I come Here I come, I come, I come 'Cause all I wanna do is have some fun I got a feelin' I'm not the only one All I wanna do
's real) I can feel in my hand I can feel it in my soul (This I know) ('Cuz I can feel it in my soul) I can feel ohh (This I know) ('Cuz I can feel it
song Yeah The Lord is real Yes He's real This I know 'Cuz I can feel it in my soul Yeah The Lord is real Yes He's real This I know 'Cuz the Bible said
many times Looking back when I was so afraid And then you come to me and say to me I can face anything And no one else can do What you have done for
livin' [Verse 6: Krayzie] I ain't really trippin' on no fancy cars or massderah Even though a nigga duty dippin' I keep my heat in my lap where I can
can delt with frontin and hatin, see I'm polishin, plus I'm cool, yea I'm a thug, yea I'm a fool, I love the game and I love the rules, if you cross the
them buckshots 'Cause them can't fade me guage Gotta bust them souls in the grave So I'm buckin' them straight to the pave, can't be saved I'm bucking
when I lay down down to sleep I pray for the Lord and the Holy Ghost bless my soul to keep And if I should die before I wake up, wake up, wake up, wake
I can tell you?re fed up from all of the promises I've been makin' lately And I haven?t delivered but I been so caught in my hustle Tryna make this payment And I shoulda considered your feelings I
sell my soul, but I won't fold, oh no/ I can't be broke, I stay a souljah boy/ In my state of awareness I'm callin' paranoid, whatever/ Po Po tappin'