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My sin, my sin, was the death of this Man My sin, my sin, was the nail to His hand Filled with pride and murder With the lies and lust in me How the streets corrupted me It was your blood that set me free Your sin, your sin, was the death of this Man Your sin, your sin, was the nail to His hand There's so much to achieve, there's so much to receive There's so much you could be Now do you believe If you've never read the bible, man then you wouldn't understand If you never wеnt to trial look then you wouldn't understand You evеr forced to smile instead of throwing in The towel, then you put it in God's hand Now I hope you understand Does it make me less a man if I reach out my hand to borrow? I rather sing songs for Christ instead of singing songs of sorrow White sheet, black bag, yellow tape, chalk line Caught him at the stop sign, shot him with a loaded Glock nine Dead on arrival, the witness don't wanna talk, why? Crime stoppers number, don't nobody call they hotline They rather follow the rules of the street than to follow God A casket over prison pod, to them it's not no prob They signed up for the job, they said they down for the cause But little do they know that it's their soul that's being robbed How long will you tolerate the ways of the treacherous? Instead of speaking life it's like these haters speak death on us I know you see us hurting and how the pain is affecting us I stretch my hands to heaven, Lord I know that you'll rescue us The only one that prospers is the man that is generous, yes Father refreshen us, lead and please keep correcting us I thank you for my pastors who put time to invest in us Who always see the best in us and always keep blessing us I thank you Jesus for the spirit you left in us For the sacrifice you made Lord and never forgetting us Yes My sin, my sin, was the death of this Man My sin, my sin, was the nail to His hand Filled with pride and murder With the lies and lust in me How the streets corrupted me It was your blood that set me free Your sin, your sin, was the death of this Man Your sin, your sin, was the nail to His hand There's so much to achieve, there's so much to receive There's so much you could be Now do you believe
Writer(s): Bryann Trejo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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