Tonalité : A major
Verse 1
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Delivered straight from the temple
Hip- hop ya don't stop
One o' clock, two o' clock, three o' clock,
Interlude 1
rock
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Well as an infant
Verse 2
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I was born into religion
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My mother called me Baptist but
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what she forgot to mention
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Was just what baptist meant!
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The story goes, God sent
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His only begotten son who gave his life
To make sure that I would have one
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As I learned in Sunday School,
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is God took care
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Of who's ready to disrespect,
my mother and father would be Taboo
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But as I grew, I met a Jew, a Catholic
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And a Protestant just couldn't
figure out where Baptist fit
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Hastily I pray thee that ya make me see
Why thou has confronted
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me with such ambiguity
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Are you Jehovah? Or Buddha?
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Or shall I call ya Allah?
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All due respect, Heavenly Father
I just like to be a scholar on
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the subject called theology
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So that time I figure
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While they call themselves Christians,
ya still call me nigga
And off to store a black hole leaves
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no control over thought
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I leave my body to see the pits
Go high when the physical takes control
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No communications with the inner self
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The prize is the up the wise,
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wise who has a spiritual health
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Now to explain they had the
problems visions of
gettin' along with herself
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She bought a corner,
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cornered herself and becomes a mourner
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Logic brothers
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(Ah, yo sister can Prazwell and Wyclef get some,
check it out)
Verse 3
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Delivered straight from the temple
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Hip- hop ya don't stop
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One o' clock, two o' clock,
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three o' clock, rock
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Delivered straight
Verse 4
from the (temple), I
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had no time to (sample)
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My cousin's name was (Samuel), I
wasn't allowed to use the turntables
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My dad was a preacher,
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so rap music was pure devilism
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And if it wasn't sayin',
"Thank You Lord!", I couldn't listen
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So I used to sneak to listen to DJ Red Alert
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To check the competition,
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or DJ Red Alert goes berserk!
'Cause as a young lad,
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I had a big rap pad
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'Cause he who wanted to practice
would someday be the greatest guy
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So I checked them as they flip
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pin' sometimes
They're not flippin',
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they think they rippin'- rappin'
The only rappin' they doin' is
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in they room before they packin'
Verse 5
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You gained the world sucker,
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but you lost your soul
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(The devil approach you us,
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all you do is tell a foe)
Verse 6
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Life after death could be eternal fire
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So some get blunted but you're back
all on this when it's all over
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Mama said a blunt was a stunt to the brain
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So son say, "I don't smoke!" but
on the sneak- tip he sniff coke!
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He won the lotto,
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now he dies of an overdose
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While the bum he picked a hole to
sleep he wanted a deep throat
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So ask yourself the question:
Who's really maxin'?
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'Cause some check in but don't check
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out and either Hell or Heaven high
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But to some Earth is Hell
and Heaven's death
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So they predict to be Haiti's and
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kill till there's nothin' left, hah
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But I'mma hit'em with a gun,
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that's harder than all guns
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Mic check from
Verse 7
the temple,
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check the tech
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(And start the nuzzle to get wreck)
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Can I get a witness? (Check the tech)
Get wreck (check the
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tech), check the tech
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(And start the nuzzle to get
wreck), can I get a witness?
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(Check the tech), here we go yo
Verse 8
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Well I arrive let me tell you what
I see in my third eye
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Many die they call a battle,
they got crucified
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Justice, is righteous,
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in the eyes of the beholder
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While the, younger the better but the,
older the wiser
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Mama used to read in deep
from the book of Proverbs
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But the bird said the word was absurd,
have ya heard?
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Knowledge, I come to teach while
I increase ya decrease
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Some say peace,
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but on a street a .45's my piece
Verse 9
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Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise be to thee
Jah Almighty, come
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On the nineteenth of October I remember
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Startin' my life as a natural leaver
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'Cause I lick one- two- three-
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four- five- six- seven shots
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While any priest here builds his
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church on a solid rock, hit me
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So feel the spirit comin' from the
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Heaven above
(Ay, Pras, how could you be a hood
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in full of so much love?)
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I said, on every man chest
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there breathes a heart
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Hip- hop where it starts, I tried to master the art,
Outro 1
come on!
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