open wide, you ancient doors Let the King of kings take his rightful place Make room, make way for the King of grace Lift up your hands, open up your
Traduction: Prières chrétiennes. Levez vos têtes To The King Venant.
Traduction: Moen, Don. Levez vos têtes.
do ya Snatch that jeerzy off your skeleton with the quickness And if its wall ta wall betta gaurd your jaw we handlin bi'ness Servin this game like tennis we up
her throat is So you ain't gotta be perfect I'll buy you whatever you want, But your heads gotta be worth it Still what I mean is Your brains gotta send
Low To Get Under (Yeah, Yeah) You're Stuck In The Middle (Yeah, Yeah) And The Pain Is Thunder (Yeah, Yeah) [Ad-Lib] Lift Your Head Up High And Scream
yeah) You'll be always tryin' To stop that child from cryin' Hustlin', stealin', lyin' Now baby's slowly dyin' Chorus (Ad lib) Lift your head up high
Carry) (Carry me boldly) (Lift me up slowly) (Carry me there) (Save me) (Heal me and bathe me) (Softly you say to me) (I will be there) (Lift me) (Lift me up
) You'll be always tryin' To stop that child from cryin' Hustlin', stealin', lyin' Now baby's slowly dyin' Chorus (Ad lib) Lift your head up
me) (Heal me and bathe me) (Lift me up, lift me up) (Softly you say to me) (I will be there) (I will be there) (Lift me) (lift me yea) (Lift me up slowly
Because it's just a matter of time Before your confidence will win out I told my brother how to do the thing right Lift up your head and show the
Awaking the Centuries In the books of what will be Written by the demon lord? Never lift your head up to the east 'cause darkness wakes the best! Der
real nigga and you's a mouse nigga Code red, which means you go red But I don't knock you I just blame it on your head [Rick Ross - Chorus] Pork on the
sight from above. The weight of my stress is like a 50 ton boulder, making my head heavy cant be lifted by my shoulders, now wonder why my head down
