grow? How deep have we to fall, To get to the surface? Hey you, the one who knows The one who loves Tell us, tell us how it was And how it will be Hey Lord
to grow? How deep have we to fall, To get to the surface? Hey you, the one who knows The one who loves Tell us, tell us how it was And how it will be Hey Lord
: Yell help, too many cooks and a bird in the bush, yell help Yell help, if your mirror busts and your cat gets cussed, yell help `Cause down the road
that just couldn't change, And though I've tried to set aside, I still carry them today When I look into the mirror I can still see his face, Oh lord
bay-bayyyyy If they could only, hear my cries I'm a rock star bay-bayyyyy If they would only re-alize I'm a rock star bay-bayyyyy, hey hey Only if they
gospel singing] [R. Kelly] Wrap your arms around us God Let there be peace, and no more war And bring our soldiers home, let us pray [hey hey hey ad
: Hey, look out for my glass up there, man! That's my drink, man, that's my drink, alright... Make it a double, or eh... Somebody has to sing Some body
: [Verse 1] Drivin down the motherfuckin highway the flyway hey bitch, you goin my way? Now I got a passenger I look at the miniskirt, now I'm askin
The Sword of Damocles hanging directly above her Oh Lord Oh my Lord Oh Lord How have I offended thee? Wrap your tender arms around me Oh Lord Oh Lord Oh My Lord
seen look he was in your mirror Call it an act of God Call it whatcha want except an act of God [x3] Call it an act of God Oh Lord Call it whatcha
get the cover of a magazine we got to die We got to die, we got to die, we got to die Lord we got to die, hey, whoa, whoa, whoa [Chorus] Shots go off
damn you're laughin' but you wanna cry your coolness hey, is just a lie you're venerable too it's the price you have to pay look in the mirror before
a mirror to my soul. But a queen. (My queen) And finally now I know just what that means. Oh yeah. You're the blessing I never thought I would get. And to the Lord
month, nigga what, the perfect time to come up. The only problem is I'm broke and ain't got no dope. But as I was standin?at my bathroom mirror, I look
thinkin I'm in trouble I reached to touch my face, but I couldn't feel my beard stubble I screamed, "oh lord help!" Looked into the mirror
the rain, hey It's hitting my window pane a little too much And now I gotta let you know One's got my face in a frown, hey, 'cause I can't stand the
