I was raised in Houston 3rd ward amongst the drama

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



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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



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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



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