Preacher

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Elmer "Lee" Fields (born 1951 in North Carolina, United States) is an American soul singer, sometimes nicknamed "Little JB" for his physical and vocal resemblance with James Brown. He has worked with Kool and the Gang, Hip Huggers, O.V. Wright, Darrell Banks, and Little Royal. Fields has also worked with such legends such as B.B. King, Clarence Carter, Dr. John, Tyrone Davis, Johnny Taylor, Denise LaSalle, Bobby Blue Bland, Betty Wright, The Manhattans, Little Milton and Bobby Womack. He recorded his first single in 1969 and is still active. His recent work is with The Expressions, including the albums Faithful Man (2012) and Special Night (2017). In 2014, he provided additional vocals for the James Brown biographical movie, Get On Up. more »


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2011
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I'm seeing you man you doing your thing
I see the new shoes, suits and a ring
Since when are you into bling?
A reverend's supposed to lead like Reverend Doctor Martin Luther King
You more like Pastor Offering
I'mma come down to your church, man
How much does it cost again?
God know a nigga struggling bad
He know a nigga probably need whatever he has
And you assist, I give you some ten percent
And I can hardly even pay my own rent
I got a old '94 Pontiac
You ride around this bitch in a new 'lac
You should be hitting us for some bread
But instead you hitting us in the head
For fives, tens, twenties, fifties, hundreds
Are you telling us this is what God wanted?

You ain't practicing what you preach
Nah you extorting us on the weekend
Rob stealing and running a game
Getting filthy rich in God's name
(Preacher)
You ain't practicing what you preach
Nah you extorting us on the weekend
Rob, stealing and running a game
What a shame, what a shame, what a shame

I'm seeing you man you doing it big
Both of your kids becoming the church jig
Wife rocking the five-thousand dollar wig
And she got a big rock on her hand
You running a scam
That we was f*cking dependent on section eight
And always have something to put in the collection plate
It was always so strange it was odd
To see my mumma scratching up change to give it to God
I think we all know nobody's saying shit
You was using that to pay your card payments
We was mother f*cking paying your mortgage
We was living in the projects
You know we couldn't afford it
But that's how you was on it
You would come to church and talk it
But I doubt you would walk it
You probably come to America and I seen that you whore it
Make me wanna just snatch you off of the pulpit

You ain't practicing what you preach
Nah you extorting us on the weekend
Rob stealing and running a game
Getting filthy rich in God's name
(Preacher)
You ain't practicing what you preach
Nah you extorting us on the weekend
Rob, stealing and running a game
What a shame, what a shame, what a shame

That politician ain't really a politician
He a (preacher)
We voted him in to be a leader
But he a (preacher)
Promises better living conditions
Soon as he gets the position, switches his disposition
It's the (preacher)
It's not only the guys in the church
But it's the (preacher) got a lot of swish words
How can we survive on this earth
When ya'll come flood the ghetto with guns, drugs and legalize bottles of
Hurtin' jerkin
My cousin on per percent
He gave out a murder threat
They caught him, shot up his legs and those f*ckers ain't working yet
Bloomberg banned cigarettes
Why you in man letting police men beat on niggas yet
Ya'll know that the shit I'm saying is true
Ignoring it if it ain't pertaining to you
But if the (preacher) don't walk it like he talk it
Then dammit, dog on it, that nigga got some explaining to do

You ain't practicing what you preach
Nah you extorting us on the weekend
Rob stealing and running a game
Getting filthy rich in God's name
(Preacher)
You ain't practicing what you preach
Nah you extorting us on the weekend
Rob, stealing and running a game
What a shame, what a shame, what a shame

Know what I'm saying, no disrespect to nobody, ya'll motherf*ckers
Blaspheming ass ni--a, using the lord's name in vain nigga, don't do that
Shit. That niggas pimping the system, stop pimping the poor people man, 
Help us out nigga, we need God for real

Now come on up here so Jesus can put you on a payment plan

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Written by: BRIAN CARENARD, JUSTIN SMITH, LEE FIELDS

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