Chorus I love it when you cross my mind, my mind, my mind I think about you all the time, all the time, all the time Girl I cant get my mind off youoowhoo
I was just thinkin' about you Wonderin' if you wear the same cologne? Smelled good on you Had the next boyfriend of mine try that same kind But it stunk
On a hill far away stood an Old Rugged Cross The emblem of suffering and shame And I love that old cross where the dearest and best For a world of lost
Convict Up Front, yeah Convikt Muzik Ross, Triple C's If you ever cross that line I guarantee you there'll be nothin' to save ya I got a whole bunch
Hey, do you remember me I finally found the strength to face The pain you made me feel I always held my tongue And all the things you've done to me Are
I wanna call the stars Down from the sky I wanna live a day That never dies I wanna change the world Only for you All the impossible I wanna do I wanna
On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross An emblem of sufferin' and shame And I love that old cross where the dearest and best For a word of lost
Only just a friend, the love story begins Now here's a happy ending to believe in You're always there for me, now you're with me in my dreams It's got
(Chorus) It is my destiny It is a truth I see In this world I find A way to CROSS THE LINE (Verse 1) Everybody's doin' what everybody's doin' Everybody
In about four seconds, a gangsta will begin to speak Well, it's the mad chickenhawk with the dirty lick style And pullin' 211's ever since taa-doow,
Started from the start Wearing out the headstones Was the end, was the right Taking out a life loan (Hey, old man) Hey, old man When I'm going six feet
I've seen the Son of Man, you know He's going there With a voice much louder than the rolling thunder And His presence causing the earth to tremble, yeah
I will lay down the burdens I've spent my life bearing And confess I'm a sinner for whom Jesus died I will live every moment in the light of His mercy
What can take a dying man And raise him up to life again? What can heal the wounded soul? What can make us white as snow? What can fill the emptiness?
When I survey the wondrous Cross On which the Prince of Glory died My richest gain, I count but loss And pour contempt on all my pride See from His head
There is a beautiful terrible cross Where though You committed no sin Savior, You suffered the most wicked fate On the cruelest creation of men Yet on
Where does it say All the love that we made must disappear And who made the rule That the one who is cruel won't cry the tears Well, we woke up unsatisfied
[Timbaland] Oh, oh Oh, oh Yawl remember this one A Timbaland classic Oh, oh C'mon Kiley [Kiley Dean] I barely know his name I know he seems real cool