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    I've never really had a religious experience
    In a religious place. Closest I've ever
    come to seeing or feeling God is listening to rap music
    Rap music is my religion. Amen

    What I say might save a life
    what I speak might save the street
    I ain't got no instruments, but I got my hands and feet
    Hands gone clap and feet gone tap
    El-P beats to make that snap
    And I ride them with my raps, and they all tight as my naps
    And my naps is all I got, and this beautiful ebony skin
    And the music in my heart, and the words put in the wind
    And the words put in the wind
    coming back like a boomerang
    When I take this microphone, point it at the crowd
    they start to sing

    This is jazz, this is funk, this is soul, this is gospel
    This is sanctified sex, this is player pentecostal
    This is church; front, pew, amen, pulpit
    What my people need and the opposite of bullshit
    It's that Robert Johnson, that Muddy Waters
    that James Brown, Augusta, Ga
    That Ray Charles, that Stevie Wonder, that Mayfield
    that Superfly
    That Willie Hutch and that Mack
    it's that blues man, that soul man

    That Outkast, that Southernplayalisticadillac
    It's that Jimi Hendrix, that George Clinton
    I feel it in my bones
    Aretha Franklin, that Shirley Caesar, that Miss Nina Simone
    That Sade, that Love is King, that Coltrane
    that Love Supreme
    That Miles Davis, that Bitches Brew
    that "beeyatch" said by Playboy Too
    This is jazz, this is funk, this is soul, this is gospel
    This is sanctified sex, this is player pentecostal
    This is church; front, pew, amen, pulpit
    What my people need and the opposite of bullshit

    I got things to do, before I meet that glory in the sky
    And my baby girl b-day be six months away
    she gonna be five
    So I pray to the lord he spare me, and I make it by and by
    And I help souls stay out of Hell with what I testify
    And maybe when I grab the microphone and never lie
    That'll merit that he spare me, I won't have to feel that fire
    So Killa Kill gonna spit that real on each and every song
    And each and every poem
    until the good lord call me home, gone!

    This is jazz, this is funk, this is soul, this is gospel
    This is sanctified sex, this is player pentecostal
    This is church; front, pew, amen, pulpit
    What my people need and the opposite of bullshit
    Compositores: Jaime Meline (SESAC), Michael Santiago Render (Killer Mike) (ASCAP), Wilder Zoby Schwartz (Wilder Zoby) (ASCAP)Editores: Aniyah S Music (ASCAP), Definitive Jux Music (SESAC), Eussicise Entertainment (ASCAP)istração: Third Side Music Inc (SOCAN)ECAD verificado obra #45769944 em 14/Ago/2024 com dados da UBEM

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