Oh no.
Yeah.
God bless.
Let the spirit fall fresh.
Need a little
Get your hammer.
Get your hammer.
Need a little get your hammer.
Keep on.
Yeah.
Search for
love throughout the ghetto.
Young girls thick, righteousness narrow.
I got my third eye on
the sparrow.
Walk my people straight and the rocks be the peril.
The mother of my child,
we not together.
Baby is the back.
I got forever.
The weather talks to us.
Him rock.
The Holy
Spirit walks through us.
Blinding eyes of the youth search for a guide.
A thug is a
lost man in disguise.
The rise and fall of a nation.
Even when the buildings stumble,
I still stand tall.
I walk through the valley with a life preserver.
Feeling at times that
I might just murder.
Yo, that ain't what I was sent for.
I want folks to say his life
and meant more than any car,
any rock,
any broad.
He found ghetto heaven in himself and God.
He found ghetto heaven in himself and God. He found ghetto heaven in himself and God.
He found ghetto heaven in himself and God. He found ghetto heaven in himself and God.
He found ghetto heaven in himself and God. He found ghetto heaven in himself and God.
I understand you want a man that's resourceful.
If he pay your bills,
he feel like he bought you.
Talking to a friend about what love is.
Some man didn't love her cause he didn't love his.
Hugged him from afar.
Said what I felt.
Never find a man till you find yourself.
Time helps mistakes you can learn from.
One man effed up, man you shouldn't turn from.
Want a certain type of guy,
gotta reach a certain point to that destination.
But King will anoint you.
Going through the storm, many bodies seen warm.
That relationship died for you to be born.
You're worth more than anything you
could cop at a store for you to grow.
We had to go.
So what you stopping him for?
Not even I can ignore being alone.
It's hard by having a self and God is by having a self and God.
God, God, heaven in yourself and God.
Joe,
you don't need to know.
You don't need to catch up.
This music is so much bigger than me.
It's far as happy.
It's like a trigger to me dealing with * rappers,
groupie broads,
record execs.
It's hard to do.
Be hard to choose words.
Be heard across waters.
Doing something you like to support.
Daughters,
keeping your guys from collecting court orders,
conveying messages to ancestors,
brothers,
daughter,
things to say to become the end thing for the day.
Somehow that didn't seem the way for me to make it.
Music is a gift that is sacred.
I opened it,
used it,
hoping you could grow to it.
Whether serving or surgeon,
you're going to go through it.
Can't imagine going through it without soul music.
It's like dining half.
Help me see Lonnie's path on my behalf.
Let's take whole steps towards whole tap and show depth
as we make people not find heaven in this music and God.
Yeah, find heaven in this music and God.