TraduçãoThose two wordsGot so much powerBut GodI would still be caught up in religionTryna get to Heaven on ambitionI was pullin' overtime in prisonSending prayers upWhen nobody else would listenBut GodI would still be high in my addictionI would still be dying for a livin'I would still be sick with no physician'Bout to give upDoctor told me it was finishedBut GodPulled me out of that graveBroke me out of those chainsWho else can sayKill me on Friday, rise on Sunday?Nobody, nobody but GodCan bear this weightCan take a lease out on the graveNobody, nobody but GodDeserves that nameSo who else you gonna praise but God?Man, I think the Devil is a mailmanServing papers like I'm late up on my paymentAin't nobody tell himIt's already paid, man, I'm already saved, manThought he had a claimBut GodBet death thought he had Him on a FridaySoft serve, he forgot about SundaySo sweet that He cavitied the graveGot the tombstone engravedAnd the only thing it saidBut GodPulled me out of that graveBroke me out of those chainsWho else can sayKill me on Friday, rise on Sunday?Nobody, nobody but GodCan bear this weightCan take a lease out on the graveNobody, nobody but GodDeserves that nameSo who else you gonna praise but God?He lifted me, lifted me outHe lifted me, lifted me outHe lifted me, lifted me outLook where I'm standing, look where I'm standing nowHe lifted me, lifted me outHe lifted me, lifted me outHe lifted me, lifted me outLook where I'm standing, look where I'm standing nowNobody, nobody but GodCan bear this weightCan take a lease out on the graveNobody, nobody but GodDeserves that nameSo who else you gonna praise but God?NobodySo who else you gonna praise but God?
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I would still be caught up in religion
Tryna get to Heaven on ambition
I was pullin' overtime in prison
Sending prayers up
When nobody else would listen
But God
I would still be high in my addiction
I would still be dying for a livin'
I would still be sick with no physician
'Bout to give up
Doctor told me it was finished
But God
Pulled me out of that grave
Broke me out of those chains
Who else can say
Kill me on Friday, rise on Sunday?
Nobody, nobody but God
Can bear this weight
Can take a lease out on the grave
Nobody, nobody but God
Deserves that name
So who else you gonna praise but God?
Man, I think the Devil is a mailman
Serving papers like I'm late up on my payment
Ain't nobody tell him
It's already paid, man, I'm already saved, man
Thought he had a claim
But God
Bet death thought he had Him on a Friday
Soft serve, he forgot about Sunday
So sweet that He cavitied the grave
Got the tombstone engraved
And the only thing it said
But God
Pulled me out of that grave
Broke me out of those chains
Who else can say
Kill me on Friday, rise on Sunday?
Nobody, nobody but God
Can bear this weight
Can take a lease out on the grave
Nobody, nobody but God
Deserves that name
So who else you gonna praise but God?
He lifted me, lifted me out
He lifted me, lifted me out
He lifted me, lifted me out
Look where I'm standing, look where I'm standing now
He lifted me, lifted me out
He lifted me, lifted me out
He lifted me, lifted me out
Look where I'm standing, look where I'm standing now
Nobody, nobody but God
Can bear this weight
Can take a lease out on the grave
Nobody, nobody but God
Deserves that name
So who else you gonna praise but God?
Nobody
So who else you gonna praise but God?
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