All I wanna do All I wanna do Ia??m Your prisoner by choice I will rest at Your feet And Ia??ll only lift my voice When You want me to sing Ita??s the
I've been around the way I've been around the block I got the keys to the city if the gates are locked And a freak like me ain't 'bout to stop I got a
They call us Diverse City, we're colorful good It's like a freak show in your neighborhood So, if you wanna praise you can come on down Cause this freak
the seeds, say a prayer, this I know If faith can move a mountain Surely God can make His spirit grow in you [CHORUS] This goes out to my little man t Mac
Do you remember The southern breakfast treat Referred to as grits But it looks like cream of wheat [chorus:] Don't bring me down Please, please Don't
Slackin' off like a bum, I'm feelin' ho hum I'm feelin' lukewarm like the water in my tub Started out and we was hot, looked up and now we're not We had
Ia??d heard Your name, but never seen Your face Been touched before but never Your embrace Had a soul to lose and the world to gain But then You whispered
know Where you're going to Do you like the things that life is showing you Where are you going to Do you know (repeat) This goes out to my little man t Mac
Face of the earth It's been a long time coming Since I saw your face Since we held it down Since we were in the chase It was the road less traveled
We're living, We're living, We're livivng in extreme days Coming at you like a whirl wind A hundred miles an hour is where we'll begin I spy the eye
You got me feeling so fly There ain't a day that goes by A supernatural high Oh my goodness - people I can't deny You got me feeling so fly Uh oh
As fall rides off in the sunset I sweep the snow from my doorstep I just can't help but stop and grin It's like I'm ten years old again And everywhere
You turned away when I looked you in the eye, And hesitated when I asked if you were alright, Seems like you're fighting for you life, But why? oh why
Yo, its me, Tobymac and I dont meanto trouble you Im feelin fresher than a night at the W You probably sayin you be hearin quite enough of you With God
Rock, rock Give me that rock That hip, that rock Give me that funky Yo stick it in red We got the cred No need to say whata??s already been said Dona
I'm staring unaware, 'cuz I'm in the zone It moves in like a fog on a seaside road Paralyzed by the signs and the deafening tone I'm on a lock like a