Lyric Context Universe
whoever's silent is whack
i gotta praise
c'mon and open your mouth
whoever's silent is whack
i gotta praise
c'mon and open your mouth
when i think of his goodness
i gotta praise him
woe
when i think of his goodness
i gotta praise him
woe
the more i gets the credit
the more i gotta praise him
for life
the more i gets the credit
the more i gotta praise him
for life
when i think about were you brought me from
i gotta praise you like the victories already won
and i lift my hands
when i think about were you brought me from
i gotta praise you like the victories already won
and i lift my hands