On the wings of a snow-white dove He sends His pure sweet love A sign from above On the wings of a dove When troubles surround us, when evils come The body grows weak The spirit grows numb When these things beset us, God doesn't forget us He sends us His

Na na na na na I just wanna be right here And love is the name So we'll never regret That life's gonna be what we be So we'll turn the music up tonight Let the beat set you free Give everything you got And dance all your worries away

Na na na na na And love is the name I just wanna be right here So we'll never regret that Life's gonna be what we be So we'll turn the music up tonight Let the beat set you free Give everything you got and Dance all your worries away

And I'd be the best friend That you'd fall in love with in the end We'd be laughing Watching the sunset Fade to black Show the names Play the happy song If we were a movie You'd be the right guy

You like how I break it down I know you like my style Wanna get rich I'll show you how But how much do you like my style? You're not really, really ready I know you like style On ya mark, get set, let's go, switch the flow Teach ya how to turn Yayo into

Oh man, we were livin' We laughed until we cried Goin' through my closet the other day I found an old yearbook, flipped right to the page of that senior trip Down there on that Panama strip We all started yelling when we smelled the beach Just couldn't

I never wanted you to be my man I just wanted to see what you could do, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I feel it my heart like you were there I never wanted you, many times when I tried to set you right, it's just too hard I never wanted you to be my man but I

If I woke up next to you Me and you, setting in a honeymoon We're the new face of failure Prettier and younger, but not any better off Bulletproof loneliness at best, at best Last year's wishes are this year's apologies Every last time I come home I take

(In a car jam) And drowned out Missa Luba In a car jam Tonight they're closing up the world N'sweeping smoke from cigarettes And what is that Funky multi-national anthem rocking from a thousand King Kong cassette decks And then a shyboy from Missouri

Bitch, I'm doing digits, all business, big business See me on the block? Mhmm, bitches still business See my dick off in her mouth? Yep, bitches still business Ye said, "Kill em all" God the only witness I'm set, sunset Put it down for the team that I