in all that we do. At the time we lose faith he'll pull us through, Reach out to the Lord he's waiting for you. Chorus: Reach out to the Lord Show
the Outlawz) Intro: 2Pac Black Cotton Black Cotton Black Cotton- A symbol for unrewarded struggle Time for a little gospel tail Ghetto gospel that
: [Intro: 2Pac] Black Cotton Black Cotton Black Cotton - A symbol for unrewarded struggle Time for a little gospel tail Ghetto gospel that is- listen
[Intro: 2Pac] Black Cotton Black Cotton Black Cotton - A symbol for unrewarded struggle Time for a little gospel tail Ghetto gospel that is- listen Rotten
want? Please deliver us We wanna live it up, please deliver us Th-th-this is the, th-th-this is the, this is the hostile gospel I'm reaching through the
my own Lord can you deliver me? There are trials still to come It?s salvation that I need So I?m reaching to the sky Lord can you deliver me? Deliver
my Lord and my Savior And I'll live out the gospel no matter what the cost I will carry the cross of Christ, hold to the hope I'm given Reach out to
Beatitude, this is the gospel truth This is the beatitude, this is the gospel truth This is the beatitude, this is the gospel truth This is the beatitude
"Drive out the Infadel from the Realm of Promise!" "Destroy the enemies of Our Lord and restore His kingdom!" From a heart of darkness came a twisted faith Reaching
pray for his well-being And his safe return The young soldier reached into his bag and he took out A deck of playing cards He began to spread them out
out rather well. He also dreamt up the great background vocals! 'Digging Deep' is a song focused on reaching out to others, that is, with the Gospel
critized, talked about and stabbed behind my back and playa haters still tryin' to bag gospel rap. My heart goes out to the streets, I'm to reach a
Gimma my city, yeah Gimme dat? less fish Gospel of peace, yeah You can give me dat? fresh kicks Gimme dat Vest with your blessin? Lord I?m desperate You
through my raps God is watchin me I still reach to my strap Broads is watchin me they wanna leech to my trap Tha Jesus Christ on my neck reach to my
Black cotton, black cotton, black cotton A symbol for unrewarded struggle Time for a little gospel tale Ghetto gospel that is, listen Robbin's black cotton
fire dealing out - retrebution to those who do not know God to those who do not obey the gospel of our Lord Jesus (chorus) salvation is in your reach
What lead you to think that Lord Jesus would bother with you anyhow Why you're only a bum and a drunker and nothin' that you can say Would reach up to
heed to words from the wise Chumping humble pies and never compromise Saying God is tops yo props go to pops thou He brought me up in church through a legacy of gospel
