the one for which I've hoped and I've prayed and I've planned. Stop the clock's advance! I need a second chance, I need that second
to a stop I don't know how long I stood frozen a victim of panic and mortification Oooooh, how I wanted to flee When a quiet voice, a gentle voice, whispered
come when I'm over the phone I'm as clean as they come when I'm fixing my zone On my own, clock my clone, lock my home, cool it I don't pretend to be gentle
how a master degrades you I'm battlin' Jesus (hay-soos) if he passes through my label I'm snatchin' his halo God I pray that you send my father back
d trick a million dollars just to make you happy If I had it, listen here I say a little prayer every night for the lord to send to me Somebody just half
crane driver Oh so far to fall Send up a prayer in my name Just the same They say I'm on top of my game Dwindle gentle rose Send up a prayer in my name
ll give the check up hip hop just died heres a warning (somebody ring the alarm) hip hop just died heres a warning (somebody ring the alarm) hip hop just died heres a
late, au revoir" Still I write this prayer from Malasia Gentle one Malaise En Malaisie Secure a cure to see this favor, won't you send me Two might be
he?d Become a mirror to my watery eyes I dreamed and prayed through the night 'Please send some grace with Your morning light.' Then He sent you along like a
my eyes Girl and watch you go Running through this life darling Like a field of snow As the tracer glides In its graceful arc Send a little prayer
still optomistic about it Like annie, thinking tomorrow will maybe be a better day I let her pray on bended knees "ask him to send prince charming, please
when I'm over the phone. I'm as clean as they come when I'm fixing my zone, on my own. Clock my clone, lock my home, cool it. I don't pretend to be gentle
and you have your money out Son, my gun'll bring a playboy bunny out Somebody gotta die, I'm a try ya hunny out Send her to ER with half her tummy out
a bubble like vinegar and baking soda Easy! [Jae Hood] Ayo, I'm a D-Block nigga - I don't respect wack rhymes If you had a gat in a clock, you couldn
I'm intricate You must and should be a fan and I am what I am [Verse Four] The praise of the "Goodfella" is long past done DeNiro's an actor, on cue, totin a