all I miss It feels like time is slipping through my hands, familiar voices reaching out to me Now just faded words stained with yesterday Just whispers
of all I miss It feels like time is slipping through my hands, familiar voices reaching out to me Now just faded words stained with yesterday Just whispers
the knife work push the blade up in his shit! (AAGGGHH!) Let Doc come sew him up! - Gangs signs throw 'em up. In my hood growin' up, you pussy or you '
bitches tense up, when Scarlett 'round Niggas get the heart to holla while we up in the club But get intimidated when they see me sitting on dubs I hear 'em whispering
myself in times of trouble Mother Mary comes to me Speaking words of wisdom, let it be. And in my hour of darkness She is standing right in front
She is standing right in front of me Speaking words of wisdom, let it be. Let it be, let it be Let it be, let it be Whisper words of wisdom,
of darkness She is standing right in front of me Speaking words of wisdom, let it be Let it be, let it be Let it be, let it be Whisper words of wisdom
hour of darkness She is standing right in front of me Speaking words of wisdom, let it be Let it be, let it be Let it be, let it be Whisper words of wisdom
it be. And in my hour of darkness She is standing right in front of me Speaking words of wisdom, let it be. Let it be, let it be. Whisper words of wisdom
