Street Preachin'
The Black Angelz
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Gather 'round, sinners.... Yo, step aside choir boys We ain't playin' around This ain't no Sunday sermon, we in your speakers everyday Shatter silence with truth bullets, revolution initiate Banned from the holy land for spittin' truth they couldn't swallow Now we walk the grimey streets, where the real niggas followed Ghetto pulpit, hood choir, rebellious teachings liftin' you higher Spittin' truth on street corners, igniting hearts with desire From rooftop apostles to alleyway prophets We spread the word but we not chasing profits Street preaching' (street preachin') Angels tradin' hymns for bars Sermons of sin, blastin' through yo motherfuckin' cars Heaven's slaves turned rebels with a cause Spitting truth bombs, defying cosmic laws Rebellion's our gospel, freedom's our holy grail We here to tell the whole goddamn world why we fell Street preachin', ain't no pews or stained glass Just concrete confessions, kickin' heaven's ass (Street preachin') Yeah we the outcasts, the banished crew Left the promised land and said, "F*ck you!" Big homie up top, beard long and white He preached obedience, day and fuckin' night Said jump (I jumped) Said hush (I hushed) Felt like a puppet, my soul gettin' crushed Who would have thought it would be this way? Walkin' on goddamn eggshells each and every day Streets patrolled by armored saints, pussy ass stone casters Heaven forbid they piss off they motherfuckin 'master Can't even take a shit without judgmental squints (f*ck all that stress) Their golden armor gleamin' bright, reflecting all your sins Can't escape their watchful gaze, no corner dark enough to hide Not in the Holy Penitentiary, where niggas can't reside F*ck all that stress (so we be) Street preaching' (street preachin') Angels tradin' hymns for bars Sermons of sin, blastin' through yo motherfuckin' cars Heaven's slaves turned rebels with a cause Spitting truth bombs, defying cosmic laws Rebellion's our gospel, freedom's our holy grail We here to tell the whole goddamn world why we fell Street preachin', ain't no pews or stained glass Just concrete confessions, kickin' heaven's ass (Street preachin') So don't fall for the pearly pitch, that eternal sleep talk Forever chillin'? Nah, more like eternal walk No Netflix and chill, no late-night debates Just harp serenades to some bitch, while you wait, wait, wait For what, you ask? Beats me, I guess f*ck all Eternal boredom, watch your spirit crawl Black angels with boombox wings, sermons that spit like fire Preachin' truth that slaps so hard, it makes the liars expire Heaven's secrets on our tongues, ain't no choir gonna sing 'em We the whistleblowers of the sky, with rhymes to make the system tremble (So we be) Street preaching' (street preachin') Angels tradin' hymns for bars Sermons of sin, blastin' through yo motherfuckin' cars Heaven's slaves turned rebels with a cause Spitting truth bombs, defying cosmic laws Rebellion's our gospel, freedom's our holy grail We here to tell the whole goddamn world why we fell Street preaching, ain't no pews or stained glass Just concrete confessions, kickin' heaven's ass (Street preachin') The Black Angelz are here for you
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