キー: B major•
Verse 1
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I know the Lord will make a way,
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He will make a way tonight
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Yes, He will
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Yes, He will
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E
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Ooh, I do believe that we will make it
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Uh, uh, I was at rock bottom
My whole life was moat
problems
Reincarnation of a slave picket
cotton
Stress beaming down like the sun, felt rotten
To the core, I wasn't born,
Hot like solar,
he wanna burn my soul up
World on my shoulder,
but I roll back your boulders
Words have a funny way
of coming back to scold ya
you crack -a -mola
true believers ain't runnin'
For duckin',
we ain't scared of nothin',
you feel me?
They wanna test me and press my
buttons, oh really?
Allow Uncle Ella hit y 'all or
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somethin'
E
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Uh, uh, yeah, uh, feel bad
There's a livin' power,
make a man outta coward
Rebuild your strength
like the new Trey Towers
I thought that I was over,
my life got devoured
Now I'm on top and I
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pray for all the doubters
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Time to shout it, sing it louder
Oh yeah, we're gonna make it
We're gonna make it
We're gonna make it
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Yeah, yeah, oh yeah
I was feeling like my whole world
was spinning and spilling
On the ground and that God wasn't willing
It seemed like the only ones
falling was the villains
Dollar signs in their eyes,
They selling venom and
we blinded like denim
These world wide webs they weave,
we caught in em
Whole folks is dying and CEOs skimming
The bat's in your hand
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Keep your eyes on the ball
Don't be confused,
don't be fooled by the winda
Stop switching your position,
make your mind up
Pull your bootstraps tight, get your grind up
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Get your life lined up before time's up
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Yo, yo, you know what?
Take ten percent of that
Though you tryin' to stack
Send it up to God,
I guarantee he'll send it back
Multiply by a hundred times,
y remember that
It's just a little tool
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Oh, yeah, sing it out loud
Oh, yeah, we're gonna make
We're gonna make it, yeah
We're gonna make it
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E
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And I mean it, yeah, yeah
through the loneliest alley
Never give up,
press on through the storm
Weeping man door for the night,
seem long
But if you stand strong,
I know it feels like your back's
to the wall
Who's sittin' in the crib
and you don't know who to call
Hangin' on a tightrope,
fingers slippin' off
You ain't by yourself, dog,
Ain't no stoppin',
got to keep it poppin'
You want it, you can get it,
believe me, the king did it
Nothin' gonna hold you back,
there's no limit
not gimmicks
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And I'm not finished, man, listen
Here's the moral to the thesis,
y 'all cats need Jesus
Then put your life back together,
pick up the pieces
Word to the masses,
I heard God asked us
For less fake rappers
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Uh -huh, uh -huh, from hereafter
Oh yeah, yeah
We're gonna make it
We're gonna make it
We're gonna make it,
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yeah
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E
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We made it, we made it,
through the storm and rain
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You can make it, yes you can, you make it
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You got me, I know you can,
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Yes, I do
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