preacher The preacher and the bear Boy, boy, the preacher The preacher and the bear Boy, boy, the preacher The preacher and the bear Boy, boy, the preacher The preacher
You starin' straight into a barrel of hate, terrible fate Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape Cupid shot his arrow and missed, wait, Sarah, you're late Your train left, mascara and
still believe Ooh, everything that you read? Till we learn to get together And see who we really are Ain't nothing gonna change Ain't nothing gonna change If nobody's gonna wake up And
Ooh, I just hear mom prayin', I just hear gran sayin "Somebody oughta just, reach out and, help me" Eight decades and four years and gran still kickin
it was something to blame Smilin' and juckin' and jivin' I was so ashamed They gave the dirty apparently appropriate name I wrote about a revolution and sung from the soul Spoke with my spirit and
all hope is gone Don't loose faith and just keep holding on and on and on Keep holding on and on and on and on and on Verse 2: But sometimes I feel
in the wide body Blazer [Coolio] I shot dice with a preacher and drank yak with a pastor, So I see myself and I know, my own Lord and master, When your
sullen figure walks along a dusty road His life was holy and he couldn't bear the Load He left his people and simple life behind He raised his torso and
to battle, roads to walk Crosses to bear, mistakes and sins Candles and their steady glow Water and its constant crash Endless horizon, rocks of times long gone Still strong, still here and
Win"? And I say, "I am stupid, I'm just here to get paid again." I went and got the Field Mob niggas and made 'em friends And I Fleetwood Mac and Chevy
(Talib Kweli) And what the people say? We wanna live it up And what the people want? Please deliver us And what the people need? Hey... I got that, yeah
us (yeah) Deliver us, deliver us (what, yeah) And what the people say? We wanna live it up And what the people want? Please deliver us And what the
test many quest the universe And through my research, I felt the joy and the hurt The first shall be last and the last shall be first The basic instructions
One and here comes the one and one And one and here comes the one, one One and here comes the one and one And one and here comes the one, one One and
come papa and pity my case My poor heart is aching my heart it is breaking My body salve-aided and I'm bound to die Go send for the preacher to come and
Run] You're gettin' dollars, when dealing with Rev. Run Look what I did done And I come from Hollis, flipped it and scripted it and there it go Wanna
