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Street Theology - Bishop Lamont Lyrics




[Intro:]

Yeah, I wanna dedicate this to my auntie

Minister, fake homie

Thank you for pavin' the way. This ain't a hostile song

It's a gospel song

For all the kids in the streets, that can't feel the churches

Cause they don't keep it real with you

Yeah, I keep the shit real hood for you



[Chorus:]

(Church!)

Niggas act like Jesus ain't tough

Gangster shit, he started this stuff

(Preach!)

Duckin' police, hangin' with the thugs

Don't think cause I'm saved I won't fuck you up

(Church!)

Niggas act like God ain't tough

Beef and war He started this stuff

(Preach!)

Barak verse the Canaanites, heads got bust

Goin' to church ain't soft I'll fuck you up

(Teach 'em)



[Verse 1:]

I came from the church I'll be returned to the church

Man turn me in the dirt, done doin' God's work

I walk the streets anointed Holy Water, I'm blessed

But still keep steel, blow four in your chest

I'll pray for your spirit, then, pray for forgiveness

But the bastard asked for it

God be my witness

He understands what's inside my heart

Same shit's hangin' out your back for actin' smart

He said, "Be humble", bitch, not a punk

You can turn the other cheek, it don't work, pop the trunk

Knock a chunk out a chump if a sucker wanna dump

Lot of cowards never ever fight, niggas scared to thump

I'd rather squab, God gave me healin' hands

Knock the demons out your body, I'm a vessel for God's plan

Why the fuck you think they call me Bishop?

I spit that good book and still get my dick sucked



[Chorus:]

(Church!)

Niggas act like Jesus ain't tough

Gangster shit, he started this stuff

(Preach!)

Duckin' police, hangin' with the thugs

Don't think cause I'm saved I won't fuck you up

(Church!)

Niggas act like God ain't tough

Beef and war He started this stuff

(Preach!)

Barak verse the Canaanites, heads got bust

Goin' to church ain't soft I'll fuck you up

(Teach 'em)



[Verse 2:]

(Act straight Don Bishop, but hey he don't gang bang)

Ain't gotta bitch, hand guns do the same thang

Point 'em and I squeeze 'em and they all go 'bang bang'

Platinum backpacker, new west do the damn thang

It's about time I get my ride on

Say the hottest five MC's, homie like Dylan

(Bishop, Bishop, Bishop, Bishop, Bishop

I spit hot fire)

You can light a blunt off my verse, fuck a lighter

Real niggas dream

Fake niggas nightmare

Get used to it, I ain't goin' nowhere

Except the top of the charts

Top floor at the Wynn

Sittin' on top of the world with God and Dre, I'm a win

Can't take no credit, God makes me fresh

What did I do to deserve all this is anybody's guess

I'm been patiently waitin' to blow

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to The Bishop Lamont Show



[Chorus:]

(Church!)

Niggas act like Jesus ain't tough

Gangster shit, he started this stuff

(Preach!)

Duckin' police, hangin' with the thugs

Don't think cause I'm saved I won't fuck you up

(Church!)

Niggas act like God ain't tough

Beef and war He started this stuff

(Preach!)

Barak verse the Canaanites, heads got bust

Goin' to church ain't soft I'll fuck you up

(Teach 'em)



[Verse 3:]

Kirk Franklin like porn

Nigga so do I

If that's enough to burn in Hell, won't be too many in the sky

I ain't met a nigga yet to come back after he died

And explain exactly how things work on the other side

I don't need no fuckin' wings

I don't need a fuckin' harp

Just give me Yo! MTV and some bitches to fuck

Yeah

I'm a honest man

Tellin' my truth

Not yours, not theirs, not them, my truth

Couple hundred years back I'd be murked for that

My head cut off, quick head like 'whack'

But guess what?

First Amendment bitch

Got freedom of speech so I'm a talk my shit

Problem is, people lyin' to their kids

Tryin' to portray a perfect home but that's not where they live

We all got problems

Ain't shit perfect

Bet you get a better tithe if you keep it real in your service



[Chorus:]

(Church!)

Niggas act like Jesus ain't tough

Gangster shit, he started this stuff

(Preach!)

Duckin' police, hangin' with the thugs

Don't think cause I'm saved I won't fuck you up

(Church!)

Niggas act like God ain't tough

Beef and war He started this stuff

(Preach!)

Barak verse the Canaanites, heads got bust

Goin' to church ain't soft I'll fuck you up

(Teach 'em)



[Outro: Bishop Lamont - talking]

Nigga. And then pray for you nigga

I put these healing hands on you nigga

Knock the demons out your motherfuckin' BODY!

Nigga. It's the hood Kirk Franklin nigga

Catch the ghost and shit nigga

We gonna keep it rockin' right now remember it's the Pope Mobile


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