[Instrumental]
We have not forgotten all You've done Counting every blessing one by one, yeah Your love cannot condemn Instead you sent Your only Son Keeping us from
linked forever But you're still unaware I sell my soul to have you by my side To fill the emptiness of a lonely life I sell my soul 'cause no more i
the stable sinnin from the beginnin Leavin daddy's little girl pretty linen bloody red What's said in the book of dead is now all forgotten My soul's
me I'm on the edge so why you playing? I'm saying I will never ever let you live this down, down, down Is hip hop just a euphemism for a new religion? The soul
Do you ever miss me? Do you ever miss me? Shine your light down just to let me know Release the worry in my soul Tell me secrets that I know you know
the end Escaping collision every twist every bend When you?re young invincible nothing to lose Keep seeing this picture standing in a circle The Gods have forgotten
call light the soul shall sing Of the velvet sailors course on Of the velvet sailors course on Shine or moons send me memories trail Over days of forgotten
I'm dead I died long ago but my spirit still roams (Incorporeal) Unwanted in heaven, forgotten in hell as on earth (Incorporeal) I don't want to stay
That's just what I does, yes Put me anywhere on the map with a backpack strapped Still I bet I bust Bet I flow, bet I rip this beat Bet I feel that soul
Our souls were wet, yes Lord From the incoming tide She stopped and turned and looked at me Lord, tears in her eyes It's only a dead bird And its soul
soul like ether (Will) Teach you the king you know you (Not) "God's son", across the belly (Lose) I prove you lost already I've been fucked over, left for dead, dissed and forgotten
, kid Witch doctors, good old pickpockets sip moonshine So called coons, shines and darkies, I love y'all Pyramids to cotton fields to Wrigley Fields Forgotten
place Where she's loved concrete angel Somebody cries in the middle of the night The neighbors hear but they turn out the light A fragile soul caught
feel it is real ? nothing I can hide inside A spirit took me back to life again And I see it is real ? forgotten's what I used to be A new born soul,
that we do it And keep on movin, guess who's back up in the house? Original Cleveland Criminals Niggas just send em subliminal messages Like 'Murda, mo murder murder' Never forgot
