Представляем точный текст композиции "Church" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Fabolous . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Church» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Fabolous передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Fabolous - "Church"
Lyrics to Church : [Reverend preaching] Ha ha ha haa Brothers and sisters were gathered here today to listen to a young man thats on fiiya You sittin in the church wit Reverend Charlie Murphy and Ima bring it to ya wit brother F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S Fabolous (Fab): Preach, Brother preach (Rev.): Fabolous (Fab): Preach Brother preach (Rev.): Preach to em Brother, Church<a href="http://www.testimania.com/">Testi Canzoni</a> (Fab): Yea, Uh.. uh.. uh.. uh [Verse 1] Yo, I preach through my raps God is watchin me I still reach to my strap Broads is watchin me they wanna leech to my trap Tha Jesus Christ on my neck reach to my lap I teach you to rap in my Sunday School These bitches get a one day rule You gotta fuck be Monday, cool' Or she gotta stroke a stick like the hun play pool If not you gotta walk like a runway fool Catch me in the moon shine or the sun ray jewels If you keep sayin your prayers maybe one day youll.. ..be blessed like me til then keep stompin in your Air Force O-N-E-S Nikes They should make scriptures wit my flows Im the young Bishop Don Juan that stripped ya for your hoes So if I throw a dollar at ya scream Hallelujah While I grab the neck of my robe and pop a collar to ya Church [Reverend preaching] Now in this world that we live in, theres all kinds of pimps You got ya playas, ya ballas, ya macs, ya gorrilla pimps that take what they want Ya all-star pimps... Pimps that (') Pimps wit nothin but the Gators on ya feet (Preach to em brother) Nice pimps, mean pimps [Verse 2] I feel like the angel of God All I gotta do is drive the Range through and nod Its like I was put here to put layers in the air Put squares in my ear, put squares in the chair Put pairs in the rear I even put 20 inch footwear in my spare Lord knows I gotta stay on them spinners Dis verse is like grace that you say on your dinners Girls come wit me knowin that they gonna be sinners But, Ima sense of relief And I aint never been a trick kinda like its against my belief If she got it from me then Im convinced she a theif But they say God giveth and He taketh away And I can do the same thing when I shake with the K If a nigga make a mistake wit the pay, Goddamit At the club I get right in So if heaven got a ghetto I should fit right in God loves me [Reverend preaching] Now just what kind of ho are you' Are you a tough ho, or a soft ho' (Thats right) Are you a big ho, or a little ho' (Lil teenie weenie) A domestic ho, or an international ho' A rich ho, or a broke ass ho' [Verse 3] Yea, me momma got my name from the Baptist who made tha wrong moves wit the women and died for it You make the wrong moves when you come and you try for it New York City of God I den saved some of New Yorks prettiest broads Im spittin the gospel I hit my apostles wit the coke thatll heal a sick soon as it get in they nostrils A Dros Trios, bring the organs on ya A 40-Caliberll turn ya to a organ donor And a day or two, youll be a morgue aroma While I go city to city fillin the pieus up I ask God to forgive me while Im fillin the Uz up Demons wont let me see a man fillin my shoes up I ease em wit a sermon, but that aint hard When Im in the Beamer before they released em to the Germans You prolly got the man you love wit you But wouldnt you rather have the Man above wit you' Can I get an Amen [Reverend talking] Now some of yall are pimps, And some of yall are hoes But the rest.. the rest of yall.. dont think I dont know Ya just a hater.. They hate what you got They put a black eye on on the game whenever they play They piss in the pool, And they fart on the elevator Then look you in the face, Like they think you did it They hate change (They hate change) And they hate progress They hate me and they hate you They hate they own momma Cuz they think its her fault that they aint got shit But Im here to tell ya today That if you a hater Then you are the outter take or your own business (Amen) And someody just put 25 dollars in the collection plate So Ima go up on the corner And buy me a fish sandwich Yall hold it down, Ill be right back Tha Reverend Charlie Brown And dont you ever forget Fabolous, Fabolous, Fabolous, Fabolous Bitch ass motherfuckers {*fades out*} [ Church Lyrics ]
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