The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley...
Mama, Mama, help me get home I'm out in the woods, I am out on my own. I found me a werewolf, a nasty old mutt It showed me its teeth and went straight for my gut. Mama, Mama, help me get home I'm out in the woods, I am out on my own. I was stopped b...
They had pulled me from the hemorrhaging, dying body of my mother and turned me over to the care of the man who was not my father. He had taken me home to their tiny apartment above the old hardware store and done what little he knew to take care of ...
When people think of me initially, they remember me as 'Akeelah.' Sometimes it can be frustrating to be remembered at an age that you've outgrown.
You are my heart now. Whatever happens to you happens to me.
No one can save me except myself.
My mother never breast fed me, she told me she only liked me as a friend.
Give me wine to wash me clean of the weather-stains of cares
When I was performing on streets, there was no pressure. People accepted me. They loved me without knowing me.
All actors are naughty. We're all troublemakers - horrible, attention-seeking children. 'Me, me, look at me!'
Follow me if I advance, kill me if I retreat, avenge me if I die.
When all that's left of me is love, Give me away.
You don't like me, but you love me; either way, you're wrong.
Don't give me songs, give me something to sing about!
Follow me if I advance! Kill me if I retreat! Revenge me if I die!
But Tammy Faye calls me, and Ron Jeremy calls me, Erik Estrada sends me a Christmas card every year.
My dad knows how to tell a story. He'd make me laugh by doing all the different voices.
God has been faithful time and again to surround me with people that sharpen me and that make me better.
Of course, I want to look good, as that helped me get jobs. But it didn't get me the jobs I wanted and it held me back.
Bigots are actually funny to me in the way that people who still wear parachute pants give me a chuckle.
I have come to accept the real me. I have come to love the real me. I now celebrate the real me.
