strangled out the pain until my soul was empty was cold Crippled and worthless, so I thought that it could never be sold My mother told me that placing my faith
hop musical artforms Poetic Ammo be multiplyin' Chorus *C.LOCO* We've got the talent to produce and create Loyal to the fanbase believe in the faith
to cause a fuss I was never loyal Except to my own pleasure zone I'm forever black eyed A product of a broken home I was never faithful And I was never
're lacking the funds No more wondering where all of this money will come from God will see me to the day when these words breathe life And manifest the very faith
be Slangin the WORD, while they smokin they're herb And dippin 64's, hittin switches on the curb Then swerve back in place, bump that bass Wit that sanctafied sound produced
made us your purchase [Chorus] [Verse Two] I was convinced of your power so I was down to comply with Your standard Your God the Father- Creator- I was your product
, drowning Feeling protection of angelic surrounding The feeling getting marked by God is so astounding Loving how of life begins sounding Walk in triumph full of faith
product of a world... We created Ashen clouds obscure my brain Doubts begin to turn to shame Insecureness tears at bliss I hate me for this weakness Faith
bleed the sky The shades of night descend Descend the shades of night Death shines a golden light Across a blackened sky All our hate is a product of
by the fact that immortality is not mine to have A snail along a straight razor - dividing itself through motion I charge this feeble product of god
what I like I bleed in a fight, Vinnie like the taste of his blood and I'll open up your stomach like the case of a slug I'm faithful to drugs, puttin
They were racin' down the street Each one was tryin' to make it to the gate Before employees manned the fleet The trucks full of products for the modern
are merely products of the way things are and not free - not free to be the people who make them that way. They would have us see ourselves as products
hands locked, eyes shut Askin' You to watch over me, no matter what Even though I ain't too well behaved, I'm still a child of You And faith in my Holy
unless yall comin with no days off, may we rip the face of the whole game off, I'm gon say it to yall, I'm gonna put my faith in yall when I don't understand
Written by debbi peterson & walker igleheart Main voice: debbi Produced by kindred spirit Released on 'kindred spirit' (1995) In the village seventh
don't know, need I know But I know, that I flow, rack 'em up knock 'em down, dominos Then I go as my story goes, I know done been down here before Product