Your neighbor's in her doorway, won't you sign right here. Place your order early 'cause you know i'm in a hurry, This here'll take the pain out and won't mess your hair. Place your order early 'cause you know i'm in a hurry; Find me out awalkin', time

And that's got me worried thinking That's why I'm sittin on the front steps This time I don't know After she packed when she looked back There were no tears in her eyes Maybe my baby's gotten good at goodbye What a rotten day this turned out to be I

I stand in front of you I'll take the force of the blow You're a boy and I'm a girl You're a girl and I'm a boy This girl I know needs some shelter She don't believe anyone can help her She's doing so much harm, doing so much damage But you don't want to

This morning, this morning Nobody knows the way I feel this morning I feel like I could scream and cry I even hate to hear your name Nobody knows the way I feel If I'd only had my way The graveyard would be the place My man would lay I'm true out on it

Cause the days have no numbers Must've been forces That took me on them wild courses Who knows how many poses That I've been in But them the main closest Hark! it gives meaning mine I cannot really post this Ah feel the signs

I know I'll be just fine This little light of mine I know those hands will catch it all Momma's prayers they guide me Yes, I know that And if I fall, what if I fall? These hands will catch it all Many things you pulled me through and I wouldn't even know

Hey, mother, father, sister Hey, come back, tryin', believein' Hey, mother, father, dreamer She sits alone, an empty stare A mother's face she wears Where did she go wrong, The fight is gone Lord help this broken home Don't you know that I'm alive for you

Sometimes I can't hold on And no one can help me Now it's got a hold of me I need this to get me through Can't resist and don't want to Believe it I know it's true I can't beat and don't want to try Perfect hell

One love, one love, one thug One nation, twenty-one gun salute I'm hoping my true motherfuckers know This be the realest shit I ever wrote Against all odds, up in the studio, getting blowed To the truest shit I ever spoke 21 gun salute, dressed in

Whoa, can't do it by myself So now you're waiting up for him Whoa, can't do it by myself (can't do it by myself) I could walk this fine line between elation and success We all know which way I'm going to strike the stake between my chest So, "You have to