streets of sin The streets of sin The streets of sin It's game - you just can't win In the streets of sin The streets of sin The streets of sin It's
Traduzione: Peccatore. Streets Of Sin.
made of wood It's time we see the truth of Christ in ya hood I'll never stop what I'm doing Grooving moving for Jesus Steady grindin in the streets just
ten; looked how we propped sin The case was closed when the videos were dropped in From naked females to dirty sex in emails It affects from retail down to the street
that's how it's meant to be Man peeps the outside, but God looks into me He invented me, and looks within to see my inners Used to see a sinner who sinned
never saw your needs Looking up to heaven, I tell you Sinner, you've got to believe Ya live like a fool, You'll get what's coming to you In in the back streets
folks what to do You talkin 'bout the sinners are sinnin, but let's keep it true Ain't nobody in this church a bigger sinner than you It's chapter this
I'm not a rookie, meaning a beginner If fakin was a sin, you'd be a sinner Load up my mic and gat, start gunnin Fresh off the Compton streets, so start
[Verse One] Racism, rape victims, priest and sodomy Street people perishing from street theology Unlearned ministers criticize seminary While without
my sins have been pardoned It?s mercy, because we?re sinners saved by grace If not, smell it like pee-ew, as J-Silas would say The violence today is running rapid from the nature of sin
To us all Amy: You swear you can't swim the river But I saw you running to jump in I swore I'd never be your sinner Till I held your sin Emily: I've
park inda streets, mean and so vicious, call me young, all da wishes cuz I wish for it all, beg da lord for forgiveness, cuz I sin I'm a sinner, but I
Back Street Battling Thugs, I Ain't Worried Bout A Thing, So Let Me Be. I'mma Be Alright, Don't Worry About Me Cause i've Been Living Deep In Sin, For
Cuz some of us judge without knowing the man's inner And some of us find fault in the sin and not the sinner [Akil] Influential ideas Push pressure
One more time) See they didn't think I was gonna come back Ya' know (One more time) Foolish mortal [Verse 1] Hundred-carat mouthpiece, boss game Crowned prince of the street
wheel made of wood It's time we see the truth of Christ in ya hood I'll never stop what I'm doing Grooving moving for Jesus Steady grindin in the streets
't happenin (Word to Miz) [VERSE 1: O.C.] Yo, somebody call the cops on this nigga here Seldom seen but often heard, mum's the word On the streets they