at all Except hatred. Disillusioned words like bullets bark As human gods aim for their mark Made everything from toy guns that spark To flesh-colored Christs
Errant heat to the star and the rain let in the hawser rolls, the vessel?s whole and Christ, it?s thin well I?d know that you?d offer would reveal
all Thy works adored! Hail, the everlasting Lord! Thee with thankful hearts we prove God of power, and God of love. Christ our Lord and God we own, Christ
And Christ, to heal the hearts of men, Brought righteousness and peace! No star in all the heights of heaven But burned to see Him go; Yet unto earth alone
they shot 'Pac in Lookin for Big's killers, dressed in ridiculous blue and red like I don't see what the big deal is Double barrel twelve gauge bigger than Chris
(feat. Tyga & Kevin McCall) Verse: Chris Brown] All that bullshit's for the birds You ain't nothin but a vulture Always hopin for the worst Waiting
alone, I probably not Well listen girl, you acting like an idiot Really try to love you but it's getting hard, hard, hard [Chorus: Chris Brown] Is you
(with Tyga feat. Kevin McCall) [Verse: Chris Brown] All that bullshit's for the birds You ain't nothin but a vulture Always hopin for the worst Waiting
camera phone I know I'm wrong but I'm in too deep uh me alone she fall in love wiv every love song she wanna be in love uh [Chorus: Chris Brown] It really
Rich Girl:] So as my lip gloss and my makeup You can see [Chris Brown:] You cannot wait [Rich Girl:] Don't wanna escape [Chris Brown & Rich Girl:] Everytime we do [Chris
chest And she said "Hi" And it was hard to catch my breath I said "Hey lil mama I don't mean to bother at all, My name is Chris" (hello, hello) And before
Shoulda Been Its Love Young Chris [Chris Brown:] Guch Wuddup [Rico Love:] From The Streets Of Va Talk To Da Whole World Mann Better America Talk To Em Mann [Verse 1: Chris
Chris Brown Verse 1: All that bullshit is for the birds You ain't nothin but a vulture Always hopin for the worst Waiting for me to fuck up up You?ll
I think its time to get it back in gear No more standin' by Im tryna stay clear Ohh... Chris: Turbulence got me nervous I shoulda never flown Scared when you fly alone
should die before I wake It's cause you took my breath away Losing you is like living in a world with no air Oh [Chris Brown:] I'm here alone didn't
[feat. Kevin McCall] [Chris Brown:] Look, in the summer 6-0 A little margarita blend So I slip slow The type of nigga I am kind of skitzo Never out of