Lyrics:
[DMX]
In the name of Jesus
Let us pray
Father please walk with us through the bad times as well as the good
May we be heard and understood from
the streets were steaming the crack dealers were dreaming
of an Uzi someone had just scored
I betcha I could hit that light with my one good arm behind my
years
Just took a walk with Jesus
Just touched his nail scarred hands
Didn't even bother her
That he ain't a blue eyed man
Hallelujah, jubilee
I
In the name of Jesus, let us pray
Father, please walk with us
Through the bad times as well as the good
May we be heard and understood
From
the USA
Oh, just a little bored in the USA
Save me, white Jesus
Bored in the USA
Oh, they gave me a useless education
And a subprime loan
peace
Jesus I'm in love with you
I would rather have love and joy God's peace
Talk to them talk to them talk to them woo
So we living by the call so
We
It's our day, it's our way
This was all inspired by a little Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay
I don't really wanna uh talk too much
But you love it when I
Your mama's front door, scared the hell out of me
Marching up to it, just barely sixteen
They said, "Be back by 10", and at 9:54
I kissed you
Texas rig you showed me
Learned a lot about life, wetting a line on a muddy riverbank with you
We'd talk pickup trucks to Jesus
Through Redman
She was his girl, he was her boyfriend
She be his wife, make him her husband
A surprise on the way, any day, any day
One healthy little giggling
and dance
And talk his baby talk
With a hole in his pants
And his knees stick out
He's just big enough to walk
Bimbo, Bimbo
Where you going to go e oh
Bimbo,
a little passion, boo
Your birthday suit is real fashionable
I'm willin' to let the past just be the past with you
'Cause if we talkin' red flags, then we
is open
Talk with me
Come on, baby
Love me
Don't you wanna go, don't you wanna go, don't you wanna go
Love me
Step by step now
Put your hand in
at the thought of dying?
Tell it to Jesus,
Tell it to Jesus;
For Christ's coming kingdom are you sighing?
Tell it to Jesus alone
VAMP:
Let's have a little talk
and dance, and talk his baby talk
With a hole in his pants and his knees a-stickin' out
He's just big enough to walk
Bimbo, Bimbo, where ya gonna go-e-o
and dance
And talk his baby talk
With a hole in his pants
And his knees stick out
He's just big enough to walk
Bimbo, Bimbo
Where you going to go e oh
Bimbo,
I can read your body, nuff said
Quit all that yappin'
Meet let's talk and a little more action (Yeah)
Now girl keep it G, know you speak a little
Somebody need to teach them less talk, more sex
I'm pressed when I'm stressed, my granny tell me I'm blessed
Well, why the fuck do Jesus Christ got me
Babe
It seems so long
Since you've been gone away
And I
Just got to say
That it grows darker with the day
Back on the street I saw a great big
Down in the cellar in the boho zone
I went looking for some sweet inspiration, oh well
Just another hard-time band
With negro affectations
I was
Down in the cellar in the boho zone
I went looking for some sweet inspiration, oh well
Just another hard-time band
With negro affectations
I was
Babe
It seems so long
Since you've been gone away
And I
Just got to say
That it grows darker with the day
Back on the street I saw a great big
Now when the big bad wolf got in grandma's house
And Little Red Riding Hood was scared as a mouse
Well, just like her I'm scared through and through
folks, one thin dime, just one tenth of a dollar.
Come on in and see Stella the snake dancer (is it real?)
She walks, she talks, she wiggles on her belly
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