all the same It's all the same, it's all the same It's all the same, it's all the same It's all the same, it's all the same It's all the same, it's all
No more hang time or playin time Man it's about to be game time Hate you sin, ya quench the spirit 'Done em them both at the same time First you had
hustlas, caught up in the whirlwind The other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggie Sayin shit don't stop, nigga, no pity We all hoods, and all we
with the fruit of the spirit Without submitting to the spirit, ya boy can?t grow And just trying to do more, man you reap what you sow The application, walk in the spirit
the same block cursing If God's so good, why our life look worthless? Then I figured it out, why they weren't learning They didn't have the Spirit, so
sure that he could do all things Through Him who gave strength and can do all things And he told them they did well sharing through all pain And made
(feat. Sho) [Verse One] Cast down my crown to worship you in spirit and truth As I see You on the throne, I see Your train fills the roof I'm on bended
troops not even laying back jesus he died for us dawg what more we gotta trust god wth him was the folden the spirit and that the same spirit let's
I?m from the slums of life Didn?t have a pot to put it That?s why I love this mic and how I got so good at Bussin? all these flows and bussin? all these
s all real [Eightball] Yeah Little girl So precious and innocent to the world Get swallowed up and sucked up by this world Little girl you hide your pain with all
All through the scandal of the small town scene I always handle <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> you like to think
don't) Damn Miles I'm driving in the mach with mad Not unlike a box I am Endore how fox I am Inferior spinning is my hand I see a man like me stand Between mirrors and seem myself go all
like you should you're bad an itinerant dimension mystic is your spirit see like color absolute bodiless indeed casual kindred spirit past all the obstacles
All through the scandal of the small town scene I always handle you like to think my spirit is weak I thought you knew I thought you knew, it was gonna
I Love That Integration Why Can't You See? What You Are Doing, All Recoils On Me So, I Guess Your Visits Paid Off Pretty Well For You They're All The Same
By Myself, I'm Here Alone In Tears, Now Days And Weeks Gone By Still It Feels The Same, I Wonder What Made It Go Wrong Loneliness And Silence And My
function Been shoveling a coal as the engine's doctor Long enough to see my silhouette acquire a permanent kink in a posture The metenance of icicle spirit
aim fire, while y'all rock ready fire aim Then blame the stationary target when the prey escapes the frame Merit badge marksman, a poacher, it's all the same
