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I Had A Talk With God
by Stephanie Mills
Written by James Cleveland
Personal Inspirations

I had a talk with God last night
I cried Oh Lord
Small flowers crack concrete
Narcotic squads sweep through poet dens
Spilling coffee, grabbing 15-yr-old runaway girls
By frazzled ponytail ed
Lively, lively, lively, lively, lively
Let this world survive, survive me
Been there for long time
Ya, I'm headin' back
Love my life thats why
Evelyn sits by the elevator doors 
It's been thirty seven years since James dies on St. Patrick's Day in 1964 
But she could not hold it against
Love big titties, turned on by them C Cups
Did a show in Boston drinking lean out a tea cup
No party, I'm sorry
Ridin' round in the motorcycle, no
Nigga, we doing this shit from Cleveland to LA
Nigga whatever you niggas want, we bringin' it!
Thug Luv, nigga. What time is it?
Yo, I don't give
Nigga, we doing this shit from Cleveland to LA
Nigga whatever you niggas want, we bringin' it!
Thug Luv, nigga. What time is it?
Yo, I don't give
[Featuring 2Pac] 
2Pac: 
Nigga, we doin' this shit from Cleveland to L.A., nigga, whatever you 
niggas want. We bringin' it! Thug luv, nigga.
James line by line,
And tells me "Son, Jesus is the way."

Her husband passed in '85,
But she still keeps their love alive.
Kisses his photograph
Nigga, we doing this shit from Cleveland to LA
Nigga whatever you niggas want, we bringin' it!
Thug Luv, nigga. What time is it?
Yo, I don't give
[Originally by Slaughter And The Dogs]

I Saw You Down James Bar
I Thought You Were Some Kind of Movie Star
You Got That Look That Turns Me On
I Want
somebody by their steering wheel
'Cause you know that mother fucker in that Ford Taurus
Could be the next mother fucker in that new Porsche
But like I
Uh, thank you God that I am able
Got my shelter and food on the table
I got my health, don't need no pride
'Cause everything I need you gave me
Where the ladies at? 
Clarkworld baby 
Uh, uh 
 
[Repeat: x4]
It's the are baby 
It's the god baby 
 
I got rhymes I love to bust looking for
We hit that liquor store
By the county line
Whipped out a fake ID
I got from a friend of mine
We made our getaway
Due south to the gulf shore sand
We hit that liquor store
By the county line
Whipped out a fake ID
I got from a friend of mine
We made our getaway
Due south to the Gulf Shore sand
and he's from Cleveland

He said, "I love you" and he tried to console her
Prayed together, cried together, held one another
But something said to him that
exploding and the mind is racing (James 4:14)
And we find ourselves running out of human breath (Proverbs 10:27; Isaiah 1:5)

The stale life of routine
left
I'd just sit in silence by myself
Turn this house into a jail
Dyin' slow in a livin' hell
But love's got a funny way of keepin' score
And your
and I feel that
'cause God when you really need it, where the love at?

That's why a lot of n****z got more faith in they gat
Freeze that like
and I feel that
'Cause God when you really need it, where the love at?
That's why a lot of niggas got more faith in they gat
Freeze that like a photo,
What's behind? What's behind?
What's behind? What's behind?

Mother Mary riding on the dashboard
King James sitting by your side
I bet you cut
Hail Hail the Idol
Hail Hail the Idol
Idol be bad
Idol be wild
Martyr your heart
Father a love child
We need all your kinks
And your dark attitude
We
for a king
By the time we got to arizona

Tommorrows a long time
We got god on our side
Over bass and drum beats hear the good rhymes ride
A poison goin
Nigga, we doing this shit from Cleveland to LA
Nigga whatever you niggas want, we bringin' it!
Thug Luv, nigga. What time is it?
Yo, I don't give