[Intro Sample]
I was parking my car the other day on Sutphin & Archer and I was going into the candy store right there on the corner. And a young man walked up to me and he said, “Preacher man, preacher man, why do I have to go to church?” I said to him, “Have you repented your sins, young man?”
[Verse 1: Styliztik Jones]
We ‘bout to go to church, I know you hear the organ chords
You preaching to the choir in the chapel corridor
Lord forgive me for all the shit I done before
My coordinates have turned me to a carnivore
That little hottie you got ain’t no Coretta Scott
A little fed time pass, I bet them letters stop
But niggas never gon’ change, just like the leopard’s spots
I got a flow that stay flooded as when the levees dropped
So all my lyrics is possessed with the spirits
Of children that couldn’t make it, God damn I know you hear it
When the shot clear out and the echoes go
Kids playing with techs, no Tecmo Bowl
Big cousin got murdered, big brother got a life bid
Cancer took my father from me, this is how my life is
Playing Smokey Robinson and waiting for the miracles
Looking in the mirror with a mind full of spirituals
My God!
[Hook]
No gossip, this is that gospel rap
Resurrect on the track, now the gods are back
Somebody pray for me, because the devil’s trying to get me
Just pray for me, because the devil’s trying to get me
I was parking my car the other day on Sutphin & Archer and I was going into the candy store right there on the corner. And a young man walked up to me and he said, “Preacher man, preacher man, why do I have to go to church?” I said to him, “Have you repented your sins, young man?”
[Verse 1: Styliztik Jones]
We ‘bout to go to church, I know you hear the organ chords
You preaching to the choir in the chapel corridor
Lord forgive me for all the shit I done before
My coordinates have turned me to a carnivore
That little hottie you got ain’t no Coretta Scott
A little fed time pass, I bet them letters stop
But niggas never gon’ change, just like the leopard’s spots
I got a flow that stay flooded as when the levees dropped
So all my lyrics is possessed with the spirits
Of children that couldn’t make it, God damn I know you hear it
When the shot clear out and the echoes go
Kids playing with techs, no Tecmo Bowl
Big cousin got murdered, big brother got a life bid
Cancer took my father from me, this is how my life is
Playing Smokey Robinson and waiting for the miracles
Looking in the mirror with a mind full of spirituals
My God!
[Hook]
No gossip, this is that gospel rap
Resurrect on the track, now the gods are back
Somebody pray for me, because the devil’s trying to get me
Just pray for me, because the devil’s trying to get me
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