| I know God is watching from above
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| Sometimes I wonder what I’d do without his love
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| And although life is full of adversities
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| I know he’s with me, he’s with me
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| I know someday, someday, someday…
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| Someday, someday, someday…
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| Someday, someday, someday
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| He’ll come to get me
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| I wanna walk with you, follow in your footsteps
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| Talk with you to find out where my goods kept
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| I been gone away from home for so long
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| Seems like everything I try to do without you go wrong
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| I’m confused about a lot of things, but not with my fate
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| So I’m depending on your holy ghost to guide me the way
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| See I’m a sinner in the 3rd degree
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| Ain’t afraid to admit it, cause I seen niggas worse than me
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| Who am I to judge a man when I’m a man myself?
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| In the dark, trying to get me some help
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| I went from pawn to king, king back to pawn
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| Doing my best to try to ease out the storm
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| I know that every tunnel’s got an end and a light
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| And I prepared a new beginning in Christ
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| My life is like a jigsaw dulling in time
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| And as I’m thumbing through this jigsaw puzzle of mine
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| It seems like every other Wednesday I’m attending a wake
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| But I don’t question you, I know that’s your way, ok
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| I know we living for the minute and there’s a moment in time
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| We’ve got to leave here, cause that’s your design
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| And nothing lasts forever, not even spirit, only your word
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| That’s what I live by, cause that’s what I heard
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| I wasn’t there when you rose from the dead or parted the sea
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| I never seen you, but still I believe
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| How you explain the moon, the sky, the stars and the rain
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| The sun and the sea, the earth without form facing the deep
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| In darkness challenging the powers that be
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| It’s impossible for scientists to make up the seeds, to make up the trees
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| So why we turn our backs on the truth?
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| It’s heaven or hell, the point we seem to hide from the youth
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| And I was singing this morning, got touched by the spirit
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| So I wrote it down for the homies to hear it
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| Lord I know that I’ve been wrong
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| They say a man is lost without a prayer, without a song
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| So I’m singing on my knees cause I believe you’ll keep me strong
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| Until it’s time for me to bring it home
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| But until it’s time for me to bring it home
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| I’ll be out in these streets, hanging in the hood
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| Even gangsters need to pray, cause when I pray it’s understood
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| That I got flaws about myself, I can’t make it by myself
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| I need the heaven’s help, I want to follow in your foot steps
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| Done seen the strongest man bow down to a higher power
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| And given all his glory to God cause God towers
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| Over all, and in that I save this prayer
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| For all my homies that’s been trapped out there
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| That’s stuck in their ways, it’s different now than back in the days
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| So fuck what they say, cause ain’t no coming back from the grave
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| So when the gun goes pop and the lights go out
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| Then you’ll understand what I’m talking about
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| I just want to be your solider
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| I just want to be your vessel, woooo lord |