Lyrics:
And with the Lord by my side, it don't matter what the call of life
Cause let me in, cause I was going for the ride
Aint blind, aint gotta sin to believe it
And when they say, "Who did it?," you tell them Benny Blanco
Wyclef, preacher's son, check the revelation
Polygram buy Def Jam for twenty million
MCA buy
struggle to get by
Shoot nuns, nothing said
I been rockin' with Kamachi since nine-five
You a pussy
I'm a fuckin' cat that got nine lives
I keep the ratchet
Check!
Got the Tongue of a Pimp
Raised by a dirty preacher
That used the church money to cop a new Beamer
Got the heart of a child raised by
Hhhhhmmm
Yeah
Its Natic
Man in the mirror
Man in the mirror ahhh
Am talking to the man in the mirror
Man in the mirror, man in the mirror
Tell me
of tears
Every man and woman, every old and young
Every fathers daughter, every mothers son
I feel it in my spirit, feel it in my bones
You're going
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
only handling business
Preacher's kid with 'stigmatism blindsided by a vision
They supposed to be the worst ones
My mom birthed three sons
The last one
Can you explain away everything
That I know to be true?
Will you flinch if I criticize
Anything about you?
Anything about you?
Preacher's only son
Wise
to me, you jus a ghost
You jus a lame, hear what I'm saying
By definition I'm omnipresent Navajo of the blizzard she pose and I picture
(Damn)
This
a fever, SKYWALKER you a demon nah nigga Im the reaper
She stay on her knees you would think I was a preacher, 100 on the dash I ain't talking about no
to cope!
It's not always good just to get by
Who's coverin' ya stakes when ya bet high?
You're cha-sin', cars, clothes and rocks
Identify with the goods
through with phases
Sole defense against my sin lies in the Holiest King
You know His Name by now, but claim you don't that's a shame
You heard His message
the mind, got the mic, you're being led by a poet
Give you freedom, give you love like Thomas Sankara
I got a son, I got a wife so I don't need another
Will I
There's an old tree down by the creek they say
I'm gonna cut it down, gonna cut it down one day
An old tree by the creek they say
I'm gonna cut it
the pastor
"Mr preacher man help me find what I am missing out on"
He told me "Son the lord is the answer to everything that you've been looking for"
I told
image
He saw we were good man had that bond
Now bound by the sin blind from seeing beyond
So prideful we put up this wall
Preventing any hurt but we are
temptation
Don't matter if you're black, white, Latin or Asian
We all must have communication
With the Man upstairs
May the Father, the Son
the Preacher's cry, Deeper sounds his voice and deeper, Telling that the Christ is nigh,
In a tone to rouse the sleeper.
By their Maker's coming feet Moved,
I know who I am
Since the Virgin Mary had a little lamb
He's the Son of God and the Son of man
Had to walk on water cause I never swam
Keep my eye
with it 'cause you don't
Know how long you got left
If you deny God before man, well
Then you by yo'self
Repent now and turn from sin
Don't give in
Bitch he the king of the universe if you don't know what's his name
Gave his son for sacrifice no description he the same
Pray for serenity ready fa
quadratic
Man I had it clear up to my brain cabinet
You better beware of this witchcraft habit
Can this carry you across sin's chasm?
Well if not then
a little early one night
And there she was kissin on another man
Now I know what mama meant when she took me by the hand
She said, take time to know her
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