| i know that my saviour lives and at the end he will stand on this earth
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| my flesh may be destroyed but from this body i will see god
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| yes i will see him for myself and i long for that moment…
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| gran’ma, i really miss you and it ain’t been the same
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| i drop a tear when i hear ur name
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| mary ella holloway why you gotta be so far away?
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| you used to say «Don't worry, it’s gone be ok»
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| But it ain’t. |
| It’s like, when you left, you took the Lord wit you
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| why could not i come when he came to get you?
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| damn, i really miss you i had to say it again
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| i remember the time when i was like, ten
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| and crept up in the neighbor’s yard, yeah, bein hardheaded
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| you told me that i would get it, you said it! |
| and boy did i get it!
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| but after you spanked me, you hugged me
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| kissed me on my forehead and told me that you loved me
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| and I saw that it hurt you more than it hurt me
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| i thought how bad could this hurt be?
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| i know now that’s why i’m dead outta luv
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| whut i wouldn’t give for one more hug
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| from gran’ma
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| Baby, it’s gone be Ok"(Baby its gon be okay)
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| She usta tell me that…
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| «Baby, it’s gone be Ok"(Everything will be alright)
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| I really miss hearin'
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| but i’m about to say a couple of family members gone hate me
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| but i’m gonna let you know whut’s been goin on lately
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| you know since you left a lot of things bout your kids done changed
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| yah jackie’s still crazy and i don’t know what’s up with james
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| ain’t seen jerry in a while, you know he walks like you
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| and rene’s back in jail, you know she talk like you
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| but Q is doin real good now, she workin'
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| rhonda’s still runnin around, trickin, jerkin'
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| buckeye’s buggin', he gone lost his mind
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| and jarvus back outta jail, doin' fine
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| and collie he gone changed it’s not all about hisself
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| and my father… well… that’s sumthin else…
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| and butt he’s my dogg he done owe his grandma ground
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| my great gran’ma makin a lout of trips outta town
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| but that’s a good thing, if only i could hear you say once more
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| Oh Lord, the comfort it would bring
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| you left behind a mother, eleven kids and eleven grand kids
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| and since then two of your grand kids then had kids
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| i had a boy named Tacoma, Xavier’s brotha
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| That’s right… it was Xavieur made you a great grandmother
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| uhhh i thank you for the best times of my life
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| i thank you for when you first met her, accepted, and luvvin my wife
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| i thank you for those Sunday dinners, they were vital
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| i thank you for my life (WHUT!) i thank you for my bible (UHH!)
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| i thank you for the song that you sang in the morning «AMAZING GRACE»
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| while I’m yawnin'
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| i thank you for the two beatings that you gave me
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| cuz i know somewhere along the line, those two beatins saved me
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| when you died, i cried like a baby AHH!
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| i begged the lord to take me UHHH
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| cuz no-one else could give me whut u gave me
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| and like when everything comes to an end
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| i pray that i go to heaven to see you again
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| amen
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| amazing grace
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| how sweet thy sound
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| that saved a wretch like me…
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| i once was lost
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| but now am found
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| was blind
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| but now i see, yeah |