الأغاني:
Bread Down On My Knees

hell Traveled some crooked roads and got some stories yet to tell I?ve shot up with the junkie in piss stench halls Broken bread with the devil, fallen on my knees

West side bitch I run my, so slow it down like I got my thumb high, I got 'Em on they knees, like I got my gun high, I'm in my old school, I feel like

or even bellbottom Lees Please, with these fantisies about you selliing keys When you know you bees in front of the TV eatin' grilled cheese On your knees you know my

school straight into the pros Who knows? I know And I love it when you make your knees touch your elbows And break it down low to the flo', and there you go Now throw it on

the way that pussy roll Get on top let it drop, put ya tongue in my mouf, can you feel that pussy hole When I heard 'em say yeah Put his hands in my hair

problems of today get on my knees and pray, I cry and say if I die today please take my soul away make a brighter day for Lil ???, that be my son

, man I appreciate that, you know I love you And I love you for what you sayin' God bless you And you can catch me down on my knees, askin' the Lord

four little brothers And baby sister's walkin' on her knees Did the Lord say that machines oughtta take the place of livin'? And what's a substitute for bread

when I'm down on my knees [Verse 2] Where was the Passion of Christ What happened to passin' his life for the masses Bad, it ain't happenin' twice 'Cause my