have lost our faith? Renew your love while reshowing all your hate. What did we do after we have lost our faith? Running after our scarred & bloody
just lost your baby I never met a man, so hate free Lately, I've been drunk as fuck I open up a cold beer, as soon as I wake up I live in Screwston Texas
v-o-o, you got it, alright let's go I wear my hair straight buck 'cause I gives a damn Not prepared to fall to my knees for any man If I must I'm willin
baby, if I knew you was on the other side Oh, I miss you, Nettie Moore And my happiness is o'r Winter's gone, the river's on the rise I loved you then
like O.J. Beat murder like the shit is OK, that's what our door say Talk the evil that men do, I'm lost in the mental I miss you Shampoo, we miss you
now!" Everything was blurry, I heard sirens my chest was on fire, I knew I was dyin' Man, I can't believe it I'm not gonna see this thing through I'll
lost our way All we ask is that you lead today Give us love that's true O Lord Trusting as a child Love for all we see O Lord Pure and undefiled But
[Intro: Cee-Lo] It's 6 O'clock, it's volume 1 Yeah, Greg Street's mixtape [Verse One: Boondox] Uh uh I came up in the hood infested with teenage hustlers
a Christ To be the one who makes the sacrifice But their own blood must be too high cost So it's our soldiers lives are lost [Chorus 2:] You keep on
Rebel Music's on my side always (it's what I keep by my side) Live in the ghetto, and I die in the ghetto, ghetto [sample] "I'm lettin' the music on the
it be" That it's time to do somethin' It's not socialism It's not communism It's lovin' each other, realize there's no difference It's positive movement
the process our family was still dyin I got a grip of this shit, there's no complyin And I'ma be the solid rock that I am, nigga And I'ma give it all
leader is a jerk That's him in the corner with a smirk He's a devil and he's making me work I used to be calm until I went bezerk...... Kom Igen Kom
I'm at the award show Bank account ten digits and it's all "O's" I floss the most shit, fuck the most hoes Come on, you can even ask Don Juan It's official
stars O they should've known better O we hated our aunt Then we messed in our pants Then we lost our faith and prayed to the TV O we should've known
opinion I just state the facts No matter what I do, or what I did with Him I stay intact Too legit was not my style I preferred to buck and wild And I
of y'all haters done lost your taste one of y'all niggas done lost your faith yes I hate when you hate yes I love when you love but I'll put a hole
haven't lost faith in it Of course you got stakes in it, it's not a matter of you wasting it, like black crude in Kuwaitn' it Cat ?o? nine tails rat-racing
