I saw jesus on the cross on a hill called calvary "do you hate mankind for what they done to you? " He said, "talk of love not hate, things
It's a long, long road, baby, I'll walk it. It's a mountain high, baby, I'll cross it. It's a deep blue sky, you know, I'll jump out in it. There's nothin
't count the tears I cried Life is hard and then you die Yeah, it's hard... [Instrumental] Everybody... Got their own cross to bear Black or white, rich or poor You know the blues
no hay bails in the back It won't cross a creek or tow no heavy load I don't like a high rise cluttering up my clear blue skies Don't wanna be where
from an unseen wing, But an old friend at my table is by far the finest thing This tired mile could give to me. The colors of the man I love are deepest blue
an unseen wing But an old friend at my table is by far the finest thing This tired mile could give to me Oh, the colors of the man I love are deepest blue
4 tha hustlaz 4 tha hustlaz 4 my hustlaz 4 my hustlaz Aiyo, this ya boy PT right This for all them niggaz down tha road Everybody staying down in this
[Pastor Troy talkin] 4 tha hustlaz (2x) 4 my hustlaz (2x) Aiyo, this ya boy PT right This for all them niggaz down tha road Everybody staying down in
[Scratches] "No static, got an automatic" [Scales] Too much of anything makes you an addict Take a nigga back down Tobacco Road I give my old soul what
with me In the back row of a movie or a cross-town train I wanna hear your voice whispering my name That's where I wanna be Hard days, good times, blue
mean and vicious Bark, bark farmer, this chicken layin' platinum ex-farmer So go low mama, give it a go As I punch 170 on stretch roads, must turn up
and can't brag Cop grams and hand bags That's like life with no map, a dolja soldier on the wrong path Tryin to road block the road to riches If you
'll have to cross the county line I'll get the devil to defend me I was only burnin' what was mine Black shirt, black boots, favorite pair of blue jeans
ahead like a cheat code and once you got it they can't take it back repo back to the future baby we don't need roads we go... (Chorus) And she spoke
the best of paths, you could attest to that, but I'm keeping on. Would our paths cross if every great loss had turned out our gain? Would our paths cross
'Cause I wanna be there, yeah I wanna be there Yeah I wanna be there right by your side Comin' down that cross, I ain't singin' no more blues Traded
On either side of the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the world and meet the sky; And thro' the field the road run by To