作曲 : Greenwood, Morely | |
Verse I | |
Find myself with my mic in a tight spot | |
There the type to pick a fight in the light or dark | |
Sceneries turn mean they and mimic me | |
Many men is thieves epidemically | |
Calling names out who's gonna settle it | |
They use fists ignorant to break our fellowship | |
Those thugs at the parties never get chicks | |
Under developed kids dropping out a English | |
Bunch of idiots living insignificant | |
Caught in anything they'd kill a king | |
No worries man be Christness got me off the crutches living righteous | |
And I might just | |
Hang with the likes of these common thieves, prostitutes you can say you saw me | |
Chorus | |
If I'm a live, I'm a live for my God | |
And if I'm a die I'm a die for the cause | |
Don't' matter got peace in my mind | |
Day after day, let the love shine |
zuo qu : Greenwood, Morely | |
Verse I | |
Find myself with my mic in a tight spot | |
There the type to pick a fight in the light or dark | |
Sceneries turn mean they and mimic me | |
Many men is thieves epidemically | |
Calling names out who' s gonna settle it | |
They use fists ignorant to break our fellowship | |
Those thugs at the parties never get chicks | |
Under developed kids dropping out a English | |
Bunch of idiots living insignificant | |
Caught in anything they' d kill a king | |
No worries man be Christness got me off the crutches living righteous | |
And I might just | |
Hang with the likes of these common thieves, prostitutes you can say you saw me | |
Chorus | |
If I' m a live, I' m a live for my God | |
And if I' m a die I' m a die for the cause | |
Don' t' matter got peace in my mind | |
Day after day, let the love shine |
zuò qǔ : Greenwood, Morely | |
Verse I | |
Find myself with my mic in a tight spot | |
There the type to pick a fight in the light or dark | |
Sceneries turn mean they and mimic me | |
Many men is thieves epidemically | |
Calling names out who' s gonna settle it | |
They use fists ignorant to break our fellowship | |
Those thugs at the parties never get chicks | |
Under developed kids dropping out a English | |
Bunch of idiots living insignificant | |
Caught in anything they' d kill a king | |
No worries man be Christness got me off the crutches living righteous | |
And I might just | |
Hang with the likes of these common thieves, prostitutes you can say you saw me | |
Chorus | |
If I' m a live, I' m a live for my God | |
And if I' m a die I' m a die for the cause | |
Don' t' matter got peace in my mind | |
Day after day, let the love shine |