sean little: ha mighty man i am/ i crawl i stand i walk i ran/ i thought i plan i talk i scam/ i was caught by the law of the land/ stuck by the bluff when He saw my hand/ paralyzed terrified because all i am/ could never equate to make pleasure from hate/ or better my fate/ then given ears to hear what the veterans says/ full amount on my account cleared by the severance pay/ drawn near the most excellent way/ love lingers lonely the Lord is furious/ and it's more mysterious then you're curious/ midnight marauders are purely spurious/ the sword is severely missed here it is/ wind blows where it wishes here it rush by/ ten fold suspicion not to be touched by/ the self-exalted blinded by pride/ need no help to hope in blind leading the blind/ and i'm leaving behind my nets and the rest/ walkin' in His steps/ let my yes be yes
wonder brown: they say the light grown dim the darkest right before the sun will start to rise/ i say the Son ain't going nowhere, He's just doing work on the other side/ now when it's my time to go best believe i ain't gon' look back for a soul/ til then i go/ walkin'...
theory hazit: got off the bus started walking down mlk/ made a left on liberty listening to mr. j/ keeping my pace steady/ i breathe heavy cause i'm out of shape/ looking both ways as i stroll past main and race/ no cross walk but i'm walkin’ with a cross bearing it/ my eyes on the sparrow fly like a sparrow carrying/ food for the youngin’ still strokin’ down liberty/ passing up ezzard charles central ave. and cinergy/ starring down the block looking for my worst enemy/ i see familiar faces smiling but no one remembers me/ good cause i'm fina be/ a star like atlantic/ when they call on theory hazit ima pause and make em panic/ with the Lord on my side and open eye as i'm footing it/ i'm somebody who are you/ not who you coulda shoulda woulda been a doctor or a lawyer or a crime boss/ when you have fallen down make sure to get back up and walk it off/ walk it off/ now walk it out
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wb: knock-knock knocking on heaven/ tic-tock clocking on my bread 'til my death has been leavened/ on the rock, rock-rocking and we're steady/ top-notch, dropping all this knowledge cause to flop would be deadly/ hip hop-scotching on the concrete/ cris-cross crossing on my heart, hope to die with a heartbeat/ the walk's always walking right ahead me/ from the tippy-top of my head, down to my right and left feet/ walkin'...the path in front of my face is the knowledge that i'm a son of his grace/ wonder what His will is when it's the only something i taste/ and so the gun in my face is the dust in the wind/ another breath from the sky's enough reason for trusting again/ wanting to win, but the knowledge to lose what i hold close/ is no longer a difference from the do's and the no-no's/ so i'm choosing to go roads what most folk think impossible/ cause to believe and to live it is know that the impossible is probable/ matter of fact, unstoppable/ cause what's worthy in this journey is you could never hurry the potential that's infinite/ the 110 percent that i'm giving it/ is the ten from my mind, and 100 spiritually unlimited...
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