've got no doubt He's calling me to be a God made man. (Chorus) Gonna trust in Him completely, Gonna go wherever He leads me, Giving everything to be a God made man
know what you're thinkin', thinkin' I do not belong Tell me Diggy ain't beamin', 'course I should be on this song Yeah, I'm a child of God, my reflection
Peace to my man 'Tune for giving his man room Now we hittin' switches to the Spring Break, Cancun Get it, nah forget it, SuWoo I live it Made the letter
you can get to know me) [Tony Yayo] I started out at 15, scared as hell I took 30 off a pack and made them sales As a youth, man I used to hustle for
act like We don't love oursleves Don't look around busta (you sucka) Check yourselves know what if means to be black whether a man or girl we're still struggling in this White man
to know me [Verse 4 - Tony Yayo] I started out at fifteen, scared as hell I took thirty off a pack and I made them sell As a youth, man I used to hustle
like we did the illest crime, nigga What? You know I'm like a loco man, noble man Turned global man, rippin' bi-coastal like a postal man And when we
along, keep it movin' along Keep it movin' {Outro:} This one goes out to the three brothers that I love the most, in memory of this song My man Ratto, my man
from the start I knew that I was bound to let him in But while I smile I weep because I know That something ends so that this can begin God, what a fool
: (Intro) Ayo, before i start this song man, I just wanna thank everyone for being so patient And bearing with me over the past few years while I figure
could be taking them to shops to pawn them I got a couple of rings and a brand new watch you want 'em? Cause I never went gold of one song I'm running
but Slim Shady is for the children!" (WAIT!) I look at my life in a new light -- fuck it Give me two mics; I write songs for me -- fuck what you like
so are my balls It's the longest yard, whoops that's not the chorus Run it back, wrong song, yeah disreguard That whole statement I just made, what yard
plan of invasion an Evil deception Was made in the halls of the dark kingdom To steal their riches To slave them all To make them kneel for a new God
: [Talking] The new age is upon us And yet the past refuses to rest in its shallow grave For those who hide behind the false image of the son of man
So now he had a choice between going back to his life Or making money with made men, up in the cife His dreams about cars and ice, made him agree A hardcore
times can tell ya that I don't give a fuck I don't give a fuck, god may I ask yo' permission to take his life This is a man be "I" N-C to R-U-L-E extrordinary
