of our life Singin' Hallejulah (Hallelujah) Hallelujah I met her in church, I met her in church (Hallejulah) I fell in love, I fell in love (Hallejulah) Hallelujah (Hallejulah) I
I feel low as I can go I can't show, nor let go Ohh, I feel that? I feel that? I feel that, now I must be the Devil, baby Whoa, better not let me catch
you and me I see our lives together I see our love forever I picture in my heart every night How it's gonna be Yea, Lord now I see only sunshine For
to the east Any day now, any day now I shall be released They say every man needs protection They say that every man must fall Yet I swear I see my
open once I threw these lyrics at her Say what? The rhyme data ??? Smokin wack MC's so bad I'm at the ground evacuatin So hit the exits, while I'm rhyme
I was funky, fresh dressed to impress Got it made with the words that I manifest You'll never dismantle the best. Give your mandibles a rest I eat mics I
Chorus] [Sigel] I'm puttin heads to beads, gun straight out the box B-Sige, I put up all the roofs and glocks I'm not playin, see these guns that I'm
I'm inhaling Am I mixed up too much, am I mixed up too hard Why am I walking, where am I running What am I saying, what am I knowing On this guitar I
repertoire, take the money, leave you with permanent scars I was born with nothing, and I still got nothing But until I do, the next victim might be you I
we raiders of the lost arcs, I'm like the ball player, Shake up & cross narcs, They get mad when I lay up in the Porsche Box, More props, R.I.P. my poor
Five place love, exclusive, nine millimeters My voice box run through tracks like wild cheetahs Champagne and catfish at the club, Geda's Janet Jackson figures, I
[Chazzie] I'll be your lady Farewell the friend I'll be honest And I'll pretend I'll act like I love ya aaauhhaaaaohoh I'll act like I love ya aaauhhaaaaohohhhhh
I'll be your lady Farewell the friend I'll be honest And I'll pretend I'll act like I love ya aaauhhaaaaohoh I'll act like I love ya aaauhhaaaaohohhhhh
jordans when I was nine I wore nines Fifteen and runnin I beeen air force onein Tom cruise with the shoes You can say I'm top guuunnin That means I'm
rhymes flop and all that real-deal shit hits tops See I'm the cream of the crop, head bitch in charge And there ain't nothin' or nobody that I've barred
This At Home. Anything Else" [Proof] Who am I? I'm a basterd, I stolen off ya and blast at ya Smokin' more blacks than the part time wars in Africa I
what the streets'll do Chorus: repeat 2X [DMX] I will be the voice of the street til I die (die) Cause I know if I keep my heart real, I'm gon' fly