people to come out Man we strugglin', it's hard sometimes But tomorrow's better than yesterday I was born in the slums, struggled from day one Ray Charles
streets alone Heaven help the roses if the bombs begin to fall Lord won't you help us all Mmmhmm Heaven help the black man if he struggles one more day
dreamed about Ray Charles last night And he could see just fine Dreamed about Ray Charles last night And he could see just fine, you know I asked him
right I swear I see, yeah man it's poetry But somebody made every thing From the soul, inside out to saturn's rings How my baby smiles and how Ray Charles
asleep on the hay, Sing, sing, chorus of Angels, Little Lord Jesus is born on this day! Jesus is asleep in the manger, So let's tiptoe out to
me to please quit Told the waiter, "Don't be dizzy, "Can't you see I'm very busy, "Doodlin' away, doodlin' away." "Do you doodle all day?" Asked the
out Nick got da cannon yea dat nigga be widlin out Dey ain't ballin these niggaz is filin out Dey ain't throwin jives dey just throwin da towels out yea
the day, day Back in the day, back in the day Back in the day, back in the day Back in the day, back in the day Back in the day, back in the day Oh
Dylan, Ray Charles, Stevie Wonder, Bruce Springsteen & James Ingram] We are the world, we are the children We are the ones who make a brighter day So
out Man we strugglin, it's hard sometimes, but Tomorrow's better than yesterday, uhh [The Game] I was, born in the slums, struggled from day one Ray Charles
, OutKast, and 8Ball UGK all day is what we would play, dawg I was in the blind like my name Ray Charles Thangs you go through, Game, is what make stars
Harry Truman, Doris Day, Red China, Johnny Ray South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker, Television North
Music by Ray Charles - Lyrics by Jon Hendricks Ray's Rockhouse, that's my joint House of soul, git my point We don't care what's your blues Come in here
Alex one day out in LA, made a call in New York Told his man Oc, God it's goin' down, fly the whole team in for support Remember that Ray shit that Jamie
What's the deal y'all? (Theodore, nigga) Theodore's in the building, Staten Island stand up (That's right, Gatten Island) Word up (I'm like Ray Charles
just right I swear I see poetry Now, somebody made every natural thing From the soul, inside out to saturn's rings How my baby smiles and how Ray Charles