|
Delivered straight from the temple |
|
Hip-hop ya don't stop |
|
One o' clock, two o' clock, three o' clock, |
|
ROCK!! [Lauryn Hill] |
|
Well as an infant |
|
I was born into religion |
|
My mother called me back - this brother she forgot to mention |
|
Was just one baptist - me! |
|
The stories o' |
|
God sent His only forgotten sooonnn who gave his life to make sure that |
|
I would have one |
|
As I learned in |
|
Sunday School, he's got to care of who's ready to disrespect, my mother and father would be |
|
Taboo But as |
|
I grew, I met a |
|
Jew, a Catholic and the pastor just couldn't figure out where baptist fit |
|
Hastily ya paid me that'cha make me sing |
|
Brother has confronted me, mister ?? |
|
I get Jehovah, a |
|
Buddha or shall |
|
I call you |
|
Adder or though rich for tellin' me brother |
|
I just like to be a scholar on the subject called realogy |
|
So that's how |
|
I might figure why they call themselves |
|
Christians, ya still call me nigga |
|
And off to store a black hole leaves no control over thought |
|
I leave my body to see the pits go high when the physical takes control |
|
No communications with the inner stealth |
|
The prize is the up the wise, wise who has a spiritual health |
|
Now to explain they had the problems/visions of gettin' along with herself |
|
She bought a corner, cornered herself and becomes a mourner |
|
Logic brothers... (Ahhh, yo sister can Praswell and Wyclef get some, check it out) [Chorus: Wyclef Jean] |
|
Delivered straight from the temple |
|
Hip-hop ya don't stop |
|
One o' clock, two o' clock, three o' clock, |
|
ROCK!! [Wyclef Jean] |
|
Delivered straight from the (TEMPLE), |
|
I had no time to (SAMPLE) |
|
My cousin's name was (SAMUEL), |
|
I wasn't allowed to use the turntables |
|
My dad was a preacher, so rap music was your devilism |
|
And if it wasn't say: |
|
Thank You |
|
Lord, I couldn't listen |
|
So why you s-sneak to listen to |
|
DJ Red Alert? |
|
To check the competition, a |
|
DJ Red Alert goes berserk |
|
Cause as a young lad, |
|
I had a big rap pad |
|
Cause he who wanted to practice would someday be the greatest guy |
|
So I checked them as they flippin' sometimes they're not flippin', they think they rippin'-rappin' the only rappin' they doin' is in they room before they packin' |
|
You gained the world sucker, but you lost your soul (The devil approach you us, all you do is tell a foe) |
|
Life after death could be eternal fire |
|
So some get blunted but you're back all on this when it's all over |
|
Mama said that blunt was a stunt to the brain |
|
So some say: |
|
I don't smoke but on a sneak-tip he sniff coke |
|
He won the lotto but now he dies of an overdose |
|
While the bum he picked a hole to sleep he wanted a deep throat |
|
So ask yourself the question: |
|
Who's really maxin'? |
|
Cause some check in but don't check out and either |
|
Hell or Heaven high |
|
But to some |
|
Earth is Hell and |
|
Heaven's death |
|
So they predict to be |
|
Haiti's and kill till there's nothin' left, hah |
|
But I'ma hit with a gun, that's harder than all guns |
|
Mic check from the temple, check the |
|
Tech (And start the nuzzle to get wreck) |
|
Can I get a witness? (Check the Tech) |
|
Get wreck (Check the Tech), check the |
|
Tech (And start the nuzzle to get wreck), can |
|
I get a witness? (Check the Techs), here we go yo |
|
Well I arrive let me tell you what |
|
I see in my third eye |
|
Many die they call a battle, they got crucified |
|
Justice, is righteous, in the eyes of the beholder |
|
While the, younger the better but the, older the wiser |
|
Mama used to read in deep from the book of powers |
|
But the bird said the word was absurd, have ya heard? |
|
Knowledge - |
|
I come to teach while |
|
I increase ya decrease |
|
Some say peace, but on a street a .45's my piece [Pras] |
|
Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise me two things try all my cheap - |
|
COME!! On the nineteenth of |
|
October I remember startin' my life as a natural leaver |
|
Cause I lick one-two-three-four-five-six-seven shots |
|
While any priest here builds his church on a solid rock, hit me |
|
So feel the spirit comin' from the |
|
Heaven above (Ay, Pras, how could you be a hood in full of so much love?) |
|
I said: On every man chest there breathes a heart |
|
Hip-hop where it starts, |
|
I tried to master the art, come on!! |
