Artist: Sin Assassinz Album: Rev. Run Presents... Song: Precious Lord, Take My Hand/Let Me Stand Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com [singer playing piano] Precious Lord...take myyyyyy-hiiiii my haaaaand... Leaaaaaad me on...let meeeee, let me stand and I-hiiiiiiiiiigh-iiiiiii am tired and iiiiiiiiIIIIIII... and weak... I-iiiiiiiiiii am worn-ohhohooohoohoOOOHOOHOHOHOHOWWOWOOHHH.... [Verse One] Street child {?} in Moscow, in Russia I'll rush ya, plans to pollute a city My format pull four flat, like man holds in pitfalls Pit bulls called through barks, blunts get sparked To ease on down the tension, headbangin box, Bronx big Willie, Los like Angeles Scandalous street slaves, dark Carlway Caves is where my apartment lays; a project doors ripped off the hinges, mommy dearest arrested in a drug bust, toilet sky flush crack head lust - down the drain Greenback's a must, thought I gotta maintain in this hot land, I stand alone as a man Who cares who hearts cries, took over drug spots where dad died Pass the .45....to the death, lye... [Chorus] Precious Lord, take my hand Lead me on and let me stand Precious Lord, take my hand Lead me on and let me staaaand... Let me staaaaaand... [Verse Two] It's to 'til death kid, my heart beats strong for riches Tryna keep it sane as I play the world's game It's the, last year of my high school affairs Sometimes I look back in tears, for all the years it took to clear; but anyway plans is made I gotsta blow up and fast, like the bomb in a sixth train blast that's how bad I fiend, cash is on my mind kid I wanna live my whole life reclined Makin phone calls from cellulars, payin car notes to boats Sittin back while I sip on floats, as I work the network That's how I want my days to pass and times to last So I meditate on which way I'll take, which door should I choose or which path will lead me to a pock' fulla jewels; fools can only miss it But yo I grip it to the DEATH when I get it [Chorus]