take it to god

yeah

once again

word up urban inspirational

krs-one

professor ecks

whattup dan? woo

temple of hip-hop

let's do it

by the sound of the track

you know who is back

it's the teacher

philosopher of conscious rap

rappers tired of me sayin where hip-hop is at

cause they know they unoriginal

copycats

watch me bump this gospel rap

never wack

in fact

i tell you where the tracks is at

tv is wack

they wanna show us beatin iraq

when the question is

is where is chandra levy at?

murdered god and left for dead like hip-hop

and admit to condit like conduct

to kill ecks the dread

and kris crucified the false prophet

john f. kennedy to these mc's

i draw and cock it

cock on cocky cops for the love of the art

punish the part

partition

pardon the pause

poison pens penetrate the mental

i walk with kris so my body's a temple

body instrumentals and body your squad in the body of a god

just think

just think

what if malcolm x returned

or dr. king returned

tell me what have we learned?

as we takin our turn

tell me what have we earned

or is the ice and the cars our only concern

mo' money

mo' money

you be yellin it out

and on tv can't you see you be sellin us out

so in 2010

look to 2002

who you think they gonna respect

me or you?

behold

the god

in the form of the man

walkin off water and flesh absorbs in the sand

moor gets the land

divorcin the clan

i'm off into sand

off and i'm slayin delicate arms from porcelain hands

slaughtered the lambs

charge it to the game

cats take hip-hop's name in vain

disrespectin the forefathers who came

goddess hurt 'em right now

like when marvin was slain

they don't want it

nope

they don't need it

nope

just stay weeded and hope

i don't read what you wrote

best believe they ain't dope

they deceivin these folks

with they meaningless quotes

i got my feet on they throat

what they speak is a joke

they really weak and they broke

have a seat and take notes

on the streets i'm the pope

mtv is they hope

they repeat what they wrote

i'm an mc that won't

let them tempt me with coke

nope

flesh of my flesh

blessed by krs

used to love her

they haven't made a date with death

follow no man

enslave the ecks

professin the student

i vibe with the teacher obliged to drop liver than heaters

lyrics liable to eat us like the survivors of jesus

now the

blind is the leaders

your styles is egregious

gets now the brow beateth to underground emceeth

the game is overheated

overweeded

and misunderstood

word

just a ride in they boat

with a platinum rope

no doubt

they sellin us out

what's happenin loc?

quit this rappin i won't

cause mc'n is dope

if i can't do it for the love then do it i won't

how many times we note when these rappers is dope

satisfied

that's why i'm renewin your hope

broaden your scope

when cleaned out your mind

my rhyme is like a new bar of deoderant soap

in this land of men mice and mimes

i holds right for the laws

live life like christ

makin bread from mics and applause

the snakes fight with tyson like jaws for what's rightfully yours

i might 'em all

tell me - is it life or it's war?

goooyyyyiiyyyiyyyyod

goooyyyiyyiyyyiiiod

gooyyyyiyyiyyyod

my god

your god

our god. is god

is god

change is gonna come

where you goin to run

but to god?

to god

run to god

run to god

run to god

and let him in your heart

change is gonna come

the change is gonna come

make it your change

run to god

in your heart

let god in your heart

he will fillt he part

goooyyyyiiyyyiyyyyod

in youuuuuuur heart

take it to god

take it to god god

take it to my god

your god

take it to god

take it to goooyyyyiiyyyiyyyyod

take it to goooyyyyiiyyyiyyyyod

take it to goooyyyyiiyyyiyyyyod

take it to god

just take it to god

run and

take it god

take it to go-awd