As we forgive those who trespass against us Lead us from temptation, deliver from evil For thine is the kingdom Power and glory Forever and ever, Amen I love you uncle Heavy
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try to bring the blues Leavin brains with no clues Spin the ben in black clothes They tryin' ta' take my only life Leave my folks on the front row Bury me in providence Heavy
take it with you to your after days [Verse 2: Lecrae] Got money, got whips, got ice Still broke homeboy! No Christ Got a debt to pay, some real heavy
in the faith got to master this He ain't just write the Bible for the Pastor kid So how we all gon' slack with it? We got to get up in it heavy and be
number for it, this should be concerning ya mayne Look, ya can't sleep cause ya sin so heavy Ya sweating in ya sheets cause ya sin so heavy Ready to die
nigga was a seed Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin Ridin on these niggaz cause they lame In a six-one Chevy, still heavy in
thing promised to me was the penitentiary Still Ballin' Ridin' on these niggaz cause the lame In a 6-1 Chevy still heavy in this game Can you feel
Napoleon] 'Pac I wish I was in the motherfuckin car wit'cha I'd have took every bullet that they threw, hand of God nigga I only got one click, Outlawz 'til I'm gone Heavy
we was kids, the loving felt good But of course have the respect Though it's even better Now for this chedder ni**az is laying deader Then Malcom and Martin put together Oh Lord
of bi**hes Plus the concepts I depict, so visual, that you can kiss each and every trick or bi**h, inside the s**t I kick My heaviest verse'll move a
a seed Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin Ridin on these niggaz cause they lame In a six-one Chevy, still heavy in this game
my boy Tac they got my boy G up in max any how where in here writing some lyrics about what where going through you know, it's kind of heavy but... yo
say I'm a boss, niggas can tell The east coast crib, the size of a small hotel The shit journalist write about me, get me confused Have me feelin' like the heavy
: Words and music by Ben Harper Lord I work to serve you And I hope I've served you well Oh ? I've lived a life to join you And now only time will tell
amongst the feeble mortals in the clothing of a sheep envenomed, i am the blackest incarnation the end of their disease on my arrival, vengeance swings a heavy
: Like the lion tears the flesh off of a man So can a woman who passes herself off as a male They sang "Danny Boy" at his funeral and the Lord's Prayer
is the heaviest (heaviest). Every man thinketh his Burden is the heaviest (heaviest). Ya still mean it: Who feels it knows it, Lord; Who feels it knows it, Lord
