times I trusted was all the time I wasted, but Jesus You're so faithful and now I can say: [Chorus:] That all I am is Yours! All I am is Yours! [Verse
's your chance Doin' eighty on the freeway, police catch me if you can Forgive me I'm a rider, still I'm just a simple man All I want is money, fuck the fame I
your chance Doin eighty on the freeway, police catch me if you can Forgive me i'm a rider, still I'm just a simple man All I want is money, f**k the fame I
s your chance Doin eighty on the freeway, police catch me if you can Forgive me i'm a rider, still I'm just a simple man All I want is money, fuck the fame I
(course) I can't believe that I survived I can't believe I'm still alive I'm not just old I am old school Gay is finally so uncool I can't believe
, I once came to tell everyone your story Your passion was my poetry And your past, my most potent glory Your promise was my prayer Your hypocrisy my nightmare And your
I'm for real I love the way you activate your hips and push your ass out Got a nigga wantin' it so bad I'm 'bout to pass out I wanna dig you And I can
livin' man I gotta ask why, what am here fo I gotta figure out/ waste my life/ no I gotta make it count /if Christ is real then what am I gone do about
s ya chance Doin' 80 on tha freeway, police, catch me if you can! Forgive me I'm a ridah, still I'm just a simple man All I want is money, fuck tha fame, I
me, no matter what they say I can't do right, I always go the other way They can't reach me, I refuse to reason I am lost in my wicked mind and it's
I'm alive when I'm still dead Limited to Earth, unable to find out my worth 'Cuz I can't see past my own vanity If I'm not included, then I just have
, bomb blast In memory of you I carry this pain We are what we are, I know you understand In memory of you I carved your name I am what I am from beginning
I'm feeling under I gotta keep my faith alive, until love is found (ask urself c'mon ask urself c'mon mutha lend me some sugar, i am your neighbour!)
// I can tell by your ungodly unintelligible terminology // Your remarkable odyssey // The rhyme?s at modest speeds when the brain orders the body not to breathe // Your competency is
you, never for me would I kiss your feet of clay I'm still alive and so should I soak up the wave of compromise Am I the victim of youth is this the
strong Unaware if they care Am I real if I feel? I'm looking past the edge of you and all I see is black What you steal is energy and you won't give
man I gotta ask why, what am here fo I gotta figure out Waste my life No I gotta make it count If Christ is real then what am I gone do about All of the
