called Vertigo (Donde esta?) Lights go down and all I know Is that you give me something I can feel your love teaching me how Your love is teaching me
to invade mine, Get into my affairs, infiltrate my beliefs Get out of me, away from me, Stop terrorizing me Watcha you wanna email me, rail on me, accuse me, cut down on me I give
control me (All the way to the top) I'm so blessed that You chose me to do your work (Thank you Jesus) Out of all the people in Watts You sent me out
how quiet the room was The Lyor Cohen or Dior Homme That's Dior Homme not Dior homie The crib scarface couldn't be more Tony You love me for me, could
peace, love and prosperity. But can we give up our need to be right? Give the world a present, give the gift of your acceptance. Give the world a present, give
I got to give it up I got to give it up I got to give it up I got to give it up I got to give it up Find someone to love me I've got to let it go Find
I believe) Jesus Christ, will you look at me? Don't know who I'm supposed to be Don't really know if I should give a damn (Someone say if I should give
that I forgive you Thank you for teaching me how to give And I wanna let you know how much you changed my life And I wanna let you know you taught me
which is poison Doctors injectin' our infants with the poison Religion misoverstood is poison Radio and TV poison, white Jesus poison And any thoughts of takin' me
close and she opened her Bible And quietly started to read Then seeing a picture of Jesus, he cried out "Mama, he's got some scars just like me" And
you're gonna see a change in me God made me for a reason and nothing is in vain Redemption comes in many shapes with many kinds of pain Oh sweet Jesus if you're listening, keep me
nitty-gritty never looked so safe You get whipflash under the bridge Like a cold-ass lover with the buckskin Get the squeegee and it's easy to be me
[WYCLEF] I woke up this morning I was feeling kind of high It was me, Jesus Christ and Haile Selassie Selassie said greetings in the name of the most
come Baby Jesus, parum pum pum pum I am a poor boy too , parum pum pum pum I have no gift to bring, parum pum pum pum That's fit to give our king, parum
Brick City!! [Reverand Run] Aiyyo.. now bust it Never try me crimey I'm grimy so don't deny me I be Little like your Rascals and stymie to fly that hiney Buy me
Jesus Christ has a pretty face The kind you'd find on someone that could save If they don't put me away It'll be a miracle Do you believe you're missing
share All He's given us, with you Jesus is real Yes, He is real to me More precious than silver More precious than diamond rings Or anything that I could give