Delivered straight from the Hip-Hop ya stop One o'clock, two o'clock, o'clock, rock
Well as an infant I was born religion My called me Baptist But what she to mention Was Baptist meant The story goes God sent his only son To make that I would have one As I in Sunday school
He's to disrespect my mother and would be taboo But as I grew I met a Jew, a and a Protestant And figure out where Baptist fit got crazy that ya made me see Brother has confronted me with such Are you Jehovah, Buddha, or shall I you Allah? All the for Heavenly Father I like to be a scholar on the subject called theology So how mi figure
While they call themselves Christians, call me nigga And hole leaves no control over thought I leave my body to see the pits Go high the physical takes control No communications with the inner The is the otherwise wise, who has spiritual health Got to explain, they had the problems visions of along with herself Cheap on the corner, herself and becomes a mourner Logic,
Ah, yo sista, can Prazwel and Wyclef get some it out
straight from the temple Hip-Hop ya stop One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock,
Delivered straight the temple I had no time to My name was Samuel I wasn't to use the turntables My dad was a preacher so rap was your devilism And if the say, "Thank you, Lord" I listen
So I used to to listen to DJ Red Alert To the competition And DJ Red Alert berserk as a young lad I had a big rap pad 'Cause he who waited to
someday be the greatest guy
So I them as they flippin' Sometimes their pads're not They think rippin' rappin' The 'rappin' they doing is in the room before they packin' You gained the world, but you lost your soul The brought you us, all you do is sell a foe Life after death could be fire So get blunted but you're back on earth when it's all over
Mama said that was a stun to the brain So some say, I don't smoke but on a he coke He won the lotto now he dies of an While the bum he picked a hole to sleep, he wanted a throat So ask yourself the question who's really 'Cause some in but don't check out And a Hell or Heaven high But to some earth is Hell, in death So pretend to be hades and kill till there's nothin' left ha
But I might hit 'em with a gun that's than all guns My check the temple check the text It's got the news to get Can I get a check the text Get wrecked. check the text, the text It's got the new to get wreck, can I get a Check the text, we go yo
Well I arrive let me tell you I see in my third eye die they call a battle, they got crucified Justice is in the eyes of the beholder the younger the better but the older the wiser Mama used to read in deep from the of proverbs But the bird the word was absurd, have ya heard? Knowledge, I to teach while I increase ya decrease say peace, but on a street a 45's my piece
Hallelujah, hallelujah, be to thee Jah come On the 19th of I remember Startin' my on as a natural lever 'Cause I lick one, two, three, four, five, six seven While any priest builds his church on a solid rock hit me So feel the spirit from the Heaven above Hey, Pras, how could you be a hood and of so much love? I said, In every man's chest beats a heart where it starts, I tried to master the art on!"