I carry the cross, if Virgin Mary had an abortion I'd still be carried in the chariot by stampeding horses Had to bring it back to New York I'm happy that the streets is back in New York For you rappers, I carry the cross Y'all can keep y'all weak beats,

Victims of the fury Shadows in the dark Arrows found their mark You were all the rays of sunlight Shinin' gold to me Every color of the rainbow I was blessed by her decree You were every moment's magic Joy beyond compare

Girl, tell me only this That I'll have your heart for always And you want me by your side Whispering the words "I'll always love you" And forever I will be your lover And I know if you really care I will always be there I need to tell you this

If your man get personal, want to have your fun I got women's in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee Lord, I'm goin' to Rosedale, gon' take my rider by my side Best come on back to Friar's Point, mama, barrelhouse all night long But my Friar's Point

You are, you are, you are my everything And it's taken me a lot to say So it's time to push my pride away I've cried enough tears to see my own reflection in them And then it was clear I can't deny I really miss it To think that I was wrong I guess you

We're gonna leave all our troubles behind. Don't look back So if you just put your hand in mine, If it's love that you're running from, there's no hiding place. You can't run it, you can't hide it, you can't run it Love has problems I know but there

Easy to say no How can people be so heartless How can people be so cruel Easy to be proud Especially people who care about strangers Who care about evil and social injustice Do you only care about being proud How about I need a friend, I need a friend

Let's get lost Take me down Take me all the way down tonight, soon I'll be leaving Break me down Break me all the way down, before the night is over What it is, what it could be? My imagination runs fast Only if you comin' with me 4 AM staying up past

It's time to get up, get up, get, get, get up Get tired of waiting Get up, get up, get get get up We'll pick it up from where we started We're gonna take it one step farther If you hear what I'm saying Then we could have it all tonight They ain't gonna

Whose world is this? It's mine, it's mine, it's mine (The world is yours, the world is yours) I'm out for presidents to represent me (say what?) I sip the Dom P, watching "Gandhi" 'til I'm charged Then writing in my book of rhymes, all the words past the