[Reverend Ha ha ha haa Brothers and sisters we're gathered today to listen to a young man on fiiya You sittin in the wit Reverend Charlie Murphy and I'ma bring it to ya wit brother
[Fab:] Preach, preach [Rev.:] [Fab:] Preach preach [Rev.:] to 'em Brother, Church Yea, Uh.. uh.. uh.. uh
1] Yo, I through my raps God is watchin me I still to my strap is watchin me they wanna leech to my trap Tha Christ on my neck reach to my lap I you to rap in my Sunday School These get a one day rule You gotta be Monday, cool? Or she gotta stroke a like the hun play pool If not you walk like a runway fool Catch me in the shine or the sun ray jewels If you keep your prayers maybe one day you'll.. ..be blessed like me 'til then keep stompin in Air Force O-N-E-S Nikes They should scriptures wit my flows I'm the young Bishop Don that stripped ya for your hoes So if I throw a dollar at ya Hallelujah While I grab the neck of my robe and pop a to ya
[Reverend Now in this world we live in, there's all kinds of pimps You got ya playas, ya ballas, ya macs, ya pimps take what they want Ya all-star pimps... Pimps (?) Pimps wit nothin but the Gators on ya (Preach to em brother) Nice pimps, pimps
2] I like the angel of God All I gotta do is drive the through and nod It's I was put here to put layers in the air Put in my ear, put squares in the chair Put pairs in the I even put 20 inch footwear in my Lord knows I gotta on them spinners Dis verse is like grace that you say on your come wit me knowin that they gonna be sinners But, I'ma sense of And I ain't been a trick kinda like its against my belief If she got it from me then I'm convinced she a But they say God giveth and He taketh And I can do the same thing when I with the 'K If a nigga make a wit the pay, Goddamit At the I get right in So if heaven got a I should fit right in God me
[Reverend Now just what of ho are you? Are you a ho, or a soft ho? (That's right) Are you a big ho, or a ho? (Lil' teenie weenie) A ho, or an international ho? A ho, or a broke ass ho?
3] Yea, me momma got my from the Baptist who made tha moves wit the women and died for it You make the wrong moves when you and you try for it New City of God I 'den saved some of New prettiest broads I'm the gospel I hit my wit the coke that'll heal a sick soon as it get in nostrils A Dros Trios, bring the on ya A 40-Caliber'll turn ya to a organ And a day or two, you'll be a aroma While I go city to city the pieu's up I ask God to me while I'm fillin the Uz' up Demons won't let me see a man my shoes up I 'em wit a sermon, but that ain't hard When I'm in the Beamer before released 'em to the Germans You prolly got the man you wit you But wouldn't you rather have the Man above wit Can I get an
talking] Now some of ya'll are pimps, And of ya'll are hoes But the rest.. the rest of ya'll.. think I don't know Ya just a hater.. They hate you got They put a black eye on on the whenever they play piss in the pool, And they fart on the elevator Then look you in the face, Like they you did it They hate (They hate change) And they progress hate me and they hate you They hate they own 'cause they think its her fault that ain't got shit But I'm here to tell ya if you a hater Then you are the outter take or your own (Amen) And someody just put 25 dollars in the collection So go up on the corner And buy me a fish Y'all hold it down, be right back Tha Reverend Charlie And don't you ever Fabolous, Fabolous, Fabolous, ass motherfuckers [fades