Traduction: Watts, Isaac. Bénissez le Seigneur, mon âme!.
hand, balling out of control I love the fame and the fortune, but I sold my soul Bring it back Lord, help me bring it back, help me Straighten out my
gotta eat cause my groceries on this beat And my song will carry on till I no longer speak My soul is also Kosher added to the fact I'm cheap And I put that on my
[Z-Ro] Of course I'm thankful for another day, my Lord I can't lie But everytime I wake up, seem like one of my people gotta die Anthrax poisoning, Hussein
really wanna go, that's why I ask Lord bless my soul Had to stop hanging with hoes, even some my kin folk It's bad for my brain, bad for my blood, bad for my
Cause my life-my life is painful, and I ain't scared to lose it Even though it's brightly lit I live in darkness, keep a pistol With an extra cartridge, they mistake my
drownin in my own blood Lookin for the reason that my momma's strung out on drugs Down to die, for everything I represent Meant every word, in my letter
, enemies die Wonder when we all pass is anybody listenin? Got my, hands on my semi shotty, everybody's bitchin Please God can you understand me, bless my
hell, enemies die Wonder when we all pass is anybody listenin? Got my, hands on my semi shotty, everybody's bitchin Please God can you understand me, bless my
cost me my soul out of control in a devil's world Me, my niggaz, and my girl - livin the good life! [Chorus] [E.D.I.] I spend my days and nights not
come to worship You And worship You alone Here within my soul A song begins to rise Until it overflows You are holy You are holy I will lift my voice
' in jail this is hell enemies die Wonder when we all pass,is anybody listnin' Got my hands on my semi shotty,everybody's snitchin' Please god can you understand me,bless my
struggle And I been wonderin' if I'm ever gon' bubble I'm gettin' caught up in the touch Instead of usin' my muscle And everytime I extend my heart to my
what I'm having a de ja vu Lord 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
destruction, disaster Everybody tryna' rap faster than the master Oh Lord, could you save my soul? Nigga tryna go platinum 'round 40 years old The Lord