Temple
(专辑: Blunted On Reality - 1994)
[Intro/Chorus: Wyclef Jean] Delivered straight from the
temple Hip-hop ya don't stop One o' clock, two o' clock, three o' clock, ROCK!! [Lauryn Hill] Well as an infant I
was born into religion My mother called me back this brother she forgot to mention Was just one baptist me! The
stories o' God sent His only forgotten sooonnn who gave his life to make sure that I
would have one As I
learned in Sunday School, he's got to care of who's ready to disrespect, my mother and father would be Taboo But as I
grew, I
met a
Jew, a
Catholic and the
pastor just couldn't figure out where baptist fit Hastily ya paid me that'cha make me sing Brother has confronted me, mister ?? I
get Jehovah, a
Buddha or shall I
call you Adder or though rich for telling me brother I
just like to be a
scholar on the
subject called realogy So that's how I
might figure why they call themselves Christians, ya still call me nigga And off to store a
black hole leaves no control over thought I
leave my body to see the
pits go high when the
physical takes control No communications with the
inner stealth The
prize is the
up the
wise, wise who has a
spiritual health Now to explain they had the
problems/visions of getting along with herself She bought a
corner, cornered herself and becomes a
mourner Logic brothers... (Ahhh, yo sister can Praswell and Wyclef get some, check it out) [Chorus: Wyclef Jean] Delivered straight from the
temple Hip-hop ya don't stop One o' clock, two o' clock, three o' clock, ROCK!! [Wyclef Jean] Delivered straight from the
(TEMPLE), I
had no time to (SAMPLE) My cousin's name was (SAMUEL), I
wasn't allowed to use the
turntables My dad was a
preacher, so rap music was your devilism And if it wasn't say: Thank You Lord, I
couldn't listen So why you s-sneak to listen to DJ Red Alert? To check the
competition, a
DJ Red Alert goes berserk Cause as a
young lad, I
had a
big rap pad Cause he who wanted to practice would someday be the
greatest guy So I
checked them as they flipping sometimes they're not flipping, they think they ripping-rapping the
only rapping they doing is in they room before they packing You gained the
world sucker, but you lost your soul (The devil approach you us, all you do is tell a
foe) Life after death could be eternal fire So some get blunted but you're back all on this when it's all over Mama said that blunt was a
stunt to the
brain So some say: I
don't smoke but on a
sneak-tip he sniff coke He won the
lotto but now he dies of an overdose While the
bum he picked a
hole to sleep he wanted a
deep throat So ask yourself the
question: Who's really maxin'? Cause some check in but don't check out and either Hell or Heaven high But to some Earth is Hell and Heaven's death So they predict to be Haiti's and kill till there's nothing left, hah But I'ma hit with a
gun, that's harder than all guns Mic check from the
temple, check the
Tech (And start the
nuzzle to get wreck) Can I
get a
witness? (Check the
Tech) Get wreck (Check the
Tech), check the
Tech (And start the
nuzzle to get wreck), can I
get a
witness? (Check the
Techs), here we go yo Well I
arrive let me tell you what I
see in my third eye Many die they call a
battle, they got crucified Justice, is righteous, in the
eyes of the
beholder While the, younger the
better but the, older the
wiser Mama used to read in deep from the
book of powers But the
bird said the
word was absurd, have ya heard? Knowledge I
come to teach while I
increase ya decrease Some say peace, but on a
street a
.45's my piece [Pras] Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise me two things try all my cheap COME!! On the
nineteenth of October I
remember starting my life as a
natural leaver Cause I
lick one-two-three-four-five-six-seven shots While any priest here builds his church on a
solid rock, hit me So feel the
spirit coming from the
Heaven above (Ay, Pras, how could you be a
hood in full of so much love?) I
said: On every man chest there breathes a
heart Hip-hop where it starts, I
tried to master the
art, come on!!