You got the love To see me through Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air Sometimes I feel like saying "Lord I just don't care" But you've got the love I need I know I can count on you Sometimes it seems the going is just too rough And

You got the love To see me through Sometimes I feel like throwing my hands up in the air Sometimes I feel like saying "Lord I just don't care" But you've got the love I need I know I can count on you Sometimes it seems the going is just too rough And

(Stoopid rich) Big house on the hill in amongst the trees I got anything you want, anything you need I got fucking champagne, I got weed Cause I'm a mother fucking baller, I'm a lord Got a little baby daughter so I go hard When they see how I'm living

Is it mine, Lord is it mine? When everything's dark and nothing seems right, I know that there's a reason why I need to be alone I need to find a silent place that I can call my own There's nothing to win and there's no need to fight I never cease to

Everything to God in prayer Take it to the Lord in prayer What a friend we have in Jesus All our sins and griefs to bear And what a privilege to carry Oh, what peace we often forfeit Oh, what needless pain we bear All because we do not carry Have we

Nothing can stop this love Don't stop, I need it Release me, it's too hard for me to hold It thrills me to the bone Oh Lord! Forgive us Alas, we've lost control baby Never gon' get enough My heart bleeding

(Sista soul) You must be my soul sista, soul sista, you my You must be my soul sista, soul sista, hey sis La da, da, da It's all in her eyes, you and me Words just disguise all the things that you need What is deep, it's deeper than skin So Lord only

And a trip to the moon It was the needle and the spoon Thirty days, lord and thirty nights I'm comin' home on an airplane flight Mama waitin' at the ticket line Tell me son why do you stand there cryin' Took me away, took me away I've been feelin' so

I feel my wheels have come undone I've fallen off my tracks Lord, I need your guiding hand If I'm to make it back Oh, make it back, back, back...

People get ready There's a train a-coming You don't need no baggage You just get on board All you need is faith You don't need no ticket You just thank the Lord Yeah yeah yeah To hear diesels humming