Lirik Lagu Church Feat Geo - Macklemore
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[Jim Valvano speech at the 1993 ESPY Awards:]Time, time is very precious to me. I don't know how much I have left and I have some things I would like to say.Hopefully at the end I'll have something that will be important to other people too.
[Geologic:]Stand up, sit down, stand up againMorse Code sent to God, are you listening?He must have been too busy fixing other shitNo call, no response shows the oppositeWe confess to the man who was facelessI still do the same but to thousands of strangersWent through some changes, some said I'm faithless'Cause I replaced the altar with a basementI often fought the explanation of where people go when their bodies let go of the soulDoes it just turn cold?Or do we get judged and told where to go?And if so, how the fuck would you know if nobody came back and said I'm telling you, bro?I could never get past the shit that was spit out the pastor's lipsAnd the rapper's started making more senseI guess that's the reason that some people cringe when they kids get a hold of my shitIf the grip of a God is insistent on not questioning if he truly existsNo wonder that I got caught up in the music it filled my spirit to the brim, amenMotha fucker
[Macklemore:]This is my offering cardThe only thing I have to offer is barsThe only time I felt like I was talking to GodWas in my Walkman walking with NasAlright see I be going to Sunday school every weekIn the back trying to read, but see that something was offMaybe it was 'cause I was trying to huddle in the yardPreacher didn't connect when he would mumble the PsalmsI was in my head and I was bustin' with PacTakin' off my wifebeater and getting drunk in the parkAfter that part, I found God, it wasn't JesusSome psilocybin and the ink released himI began to hold communion every time my music came out the speakers I used itAnd it fuled my movement I believed in, voice of reason, just me and my AdidasAnd I could achieve it, I put my hand over my heart, pledge allegianceI solemnly swear by the faith that raised my since Kool Herc dropped the needleThe South Bronx, that's hip-hop's EgyptThe word of our God is manipulated and twisted by the same systemThat is infiltrated and falsely interpreted JesusOne life, one love, one God, It's us, treated your neighbor how you would want to be treatedThe universal laws of God, don't look too far it's right here, us human beingsThe spirits right here and I don't have to see itNow every time I want to connect with God I put my headphones onThen I nod, grab my pen, my pad, let it seep in, inAnd that's my processAnd God's always watchingGot God in my WalkmanGo ahead and top that
[Geologic:]Stand up, sit down, stand up againMorse Code sent to God, are you listening?He must have been too busy fixing other shitNo call, no response shows the oppositeWe confess to the man who was facelessI still do the same but to thousands of strangersWent through some changes, some said I'm faithless'Cause I replaced the altar with a basementI often fought the explanation of where people go when their bodies let go of the soulDoes it just turn cold?Or do we get judged and told where to go?And if so, how the fuck would you know if nobody came back and said I'm telling you, bro?I could never get past the shit that was spit out the pastor's lipsAnd the rapper's started making more senseI guess that's the reason that some people cringe when they kids get a hold of my shitIf the grip of a God is insistent on not questioning if he truly existsNo wonder that I got caught up in the music it filled my spirit to the brim, amenMotha fucker
[Macklemore:]This is my offering cardThe only thing I have to offer is barsThe only time I felt like I was talking to GodWas in my Walkman walking with NasAlright see I be going to Sunday school every weekIn the back trying to read, but see that something was offMaybe it was 'cause I was trying to huddle in the yardPreacher didn't connect when he would mumble the PsalmsI was in my head and I was bustin' with PacTakin' off my wifebeater and getting drunk in the parkAfter that part, I found God, it wasn't JesusSome psilocybin and the ink released himI began to hold communion every time my music came out the speakers I used itAnd it fuled my movement I believed in, voice of reason, just me and my AdidasAnd I could achieve it, I put my hand over my heart, pledge allegianceI solemnly swear by the faith that raised my since Kool Herc dropped the needleThe South Bronx, that's hip-hop's EgyptThe word of our God is manipulated and twisted by the same systemThat is infiltrated and falsely interpreted JesusOne life, one love, one God, It's us, treated your neighbor how you would want to be treatedThe universal laws of God, don't look too far it's right here, us human beingsThe spirits right here and I don't have to see itNow every time I want to connect with God I put my headphones onThen I nod, grab my pen, my pad, let it seep in, inAnd that's my processAnd God's always watchingGot God in my WalkmanGo ahead and top that
