prayer is that the all in all becomes all in me Early in the AM, a new day's in I'm in my bed still laying I think I'm gonna stay in I've got to get motivation
going one way I got a motive and a reason to say what I say Telling you about a friend, you need to know Him Christ the Messiah is the Savior of men
volleyball Gotta journey the world in a hurry Cause my attorney didn't put enough girls on the jury Guilty of droppin' these bombs in the city But I'm innocent, love is the motive
the savior told the truth He didn't hold the message back (Because) He was teaching the truth in love Telling it like it is While holding pure motives
to bust But I can't jeapordize, what I have done up to this point So I'ma get more guys, to help me run the whole joint Cultivate, multiply, motivate,
ain't here right now [Akir:] The outro tip, the One Remix, yo [Akir] One Enterprises, comprises the artist and the sound The pen and paper plays my savior
in prison now maybe never getting out But all he could think about was the gospel getting out Some was even preaching Christ from selfish motives Coming
Savior, your created, He's creator But no matter how you spin it, you gone have to meet the maker [Chorus] [Verse Three] It goes love, joy, hope and peace My motivation
. You know what I'm saying. I'm not trying to get cash, this task Hate to make our hits last (the world) ??? the beats so fast Your boy got whiplash We got different motives
't adhere to the weak Revenge sounds good as a motive Each of us live our own timeline There's no way to escape Decorate your own paper savior Forgives
bowels you're smelling fowl (damn) Pop in a tape ? instant relief (ahh!) Music it's my savior that most agreeable frequency Sit back, relax, motivate
keep me from being derelict Invested in myself like this was Merrill Lynch Been waiting for my second coming like I'm heaven sent Even though I'm not your savior
Dans le village y'avait deja le sang, y'avait deja le sang, y'avait deja le sang, mon ami, Dans le village y'avait deja le sang. Baw, dans le rue ca
: It kills me not to know this but I've all but just forgotten what the color of her eyes were and her scars or how she got them as the telling signs
Silently he lays in his bed Holding on close to the dark colored sheets That he hopes will somehow listen to his words Can't wait for morning light