Extra Prolific
Extra Prolific - Second Sermon lyrics
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Pops was off the hook but had a bible toting mama Sunday school BTU was a must plus I'm inertia Wondering why my dad don't come to church plus he hurts her All repetition till I'm 12 years old Preacher kickin' old time religion hit me dead in the soul And now I'm up at the altar Choir blowin' that way in the water Lord help me Reminiscing on innocence this pillows soaking That's when my mom left my pops, brought me to Oakland Negativity hitting me from every angle Could've sworn the devil sent his every angel In this strange old land, I see I'm fallin' Moms keep stressing me, stop ignoring my calling But something in me keeps runnin' like I need to go They say you reap what you sow Black people what Chorus The ending has come The moonlight is gone Look up high, you'll see his arms Say not for you But still it's true Will you be waiting when he comes Romans 10 to 9 Says believe it with your mind, and Confess it with your mouth, and You will be divine, and I'm still kickin' on the altar Cause it sure hurt me when the preacher turn to me faulty y'all Made me feel more comfortable about my backslidin' G's don't get to heaven so stop hidin' Everybody that was raised on prayer is now a player You can call me a square If I don't care Then your soul's on my backside And who gonna show them kids how to act right Last days, these days be the last ones Fast ways erased cause we passion For the man there's no way we gonna get high Not by smokin' on that bomb, but up in the sky It's not hard but he gave us a chance y'all God bless every man in the sound of my voice It's the second sermon Chorus x2 As we approach another day Guide are steps when we want another way As our brothers and sisters go astray Let's intercede, on our knees and pray And as the congregation stands Black people let us all join hands Choose the right of 2 lands So we can all see the man It's the second sermon Chorus x2