to be in Your presence I want to be where You are Come give me grace for this moment I wanna be found where You are And I want to be in Your presence
love is not a game that can be played It's crazy how you read my mind Like a twisted thought of reasoning, Your words are so divine Chorus: I want to be in Your
everyone of y'all my bitch [Pre-Chorus] With this kiss I am your Judas and I stand with wounded wrist I'll never make it through this I twist your cross
' up out of your game, playa Wasteland soldier, see what we facin' Chasin' po-po on the hood like Jason Casin' your set, fin to blow your station instantly
, we gonna take, motherfucker Get this straight and fix your face I ain't gotta sell millions, I'm in the buildings With poppy comin' through with them bricks by
in all sorts of crimes, be wide awake just like your snorting lines or get left mortified like you just seen the ghost of Jesus walking by CHORUS I never
-ck good does that do me now but somehow I know you're near me in presence or I went and drop some presents off to ease it to them two little beautiful boys of yours
your family, passionate folks Imagine if they had their own reality show, actually no Desires like fire quit playing or get burned Or give it away on camera like Montana Fishburne Our presence
and stop drinkin But I been thinkin I got my reasons Just to get (by), just to get (by) Just to get (by), just to get (by) [background singers repeat
the majors Like a river how I run through it, I do it so cold Freezin up your bodily fluids, your style is old You runnin your mouth, but don't really
as a drive-by, ended as a hit-and-run Stop me in the streets, let it be properly when you greet Fuck lookin for me, I'm on your property if it's beef
forest top ten of tree Beast of the food chain that's how it's meant to be [Chorus] [Busta Rhymes] Award show skyscraper presence in your memories
the jungle Y'all don't wanna step inside the ring in this rumble Empires will crumble Platinum rappers are humbles Pissin' on you peasants Whenever we make our presence
by ancient trees I consider all Your hands have made Every newborn?s eyes, every new sunrise No power can tame Your presence No light can match Your
and Tweedle Dum I'll have more than thumb They walk among the stately trees They know the secrets of the breeze Tweedle Dum said to Tweedle Dee "Your presence
I was in your presence for an hour or so Or was it a day? I truly don't know Where the sun never set, where the trees hung low By that soft and shining
upper i.d. We're climbing up on the social tree From cellar to TV, arena to bowl To Penthouse View from misery But I don't care, no 'Coz by the order
?) See a breeze? (See a breeze?) Its presence is revealed by the leaves on a tree An image of my faith in the unseen It's in my mind's eye I see Your
