Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song God In The Building , by - Killer Mike. Release date: 07.07.2008
Song language: English
God In The Building |
| It’s hot like Hell in the south |
| It feel like we in the devil mouth in the south |
| So white boys tripping cause we iced out |
| Cool as a cucumber hopping out |
| A ‘73 Impala with the brains blowed out |
| Let the robbers follow |
| Swear to God, fuck nigga, get your brain blowed out |
| Your baby momma followed or your man shot down |
| I’m from Martin Luther King, respect it it’s holy ground |
| Who’d have thought a nigga out a shotgun house |
| Would ever drive a car with a angel that bow |
| I’m the shit cause I come from the bowels |
| The guts of the city, ain’t a nigga fucking with me |
| Young player from the South, tell stories like Biggie |
| Take the King’s English, paint pictures so vivid |
| That the listener will swear to God they lived it |
| If that ain’t God in motion, nigga tell me what is it? |
| The church ladies weep when they hear your man speak |
| They say they see God in me, but I’m in the streets |
| They ask me why I’m rapping, tell me I’m called to preach |
| I smile, I kiss 'em on they honey brown cheeks |
| I tell 'em God bless 'em and they concern for me |
| But you can never walk on water if you still fear the sea |
| If Jesus came back, Mother, where you think he’d be? |
| Probably in these streets with me |
| Peace |
| Came out the valley of the shadow of death |
| Judas still got the knife in my back |
| Devil’s trying to give a G life for crack |
| Haters mad cause I baptized my laugh |
| Keep a Jesus piece to protect myself |
| If heaven got a ghetto you can bet I’ll be there |
| God is with me |
| God is in me |
| God is in me |
| To get to Heaven I will raise Hell |
| But before I be a servant in white heaven I will rule in a black hell |
| See the leader jumping out a black SL |
| On the block like 'Yes, yeah, the truth here' |
| Living reckless for a necklace and big chain |
| The wages of sin is death not the chain gang |
| Touch my chain, I bang bang bang |
| Leader of the Grind Time Rap Gang mang |
| We a squadron of God’s marksmen |
| Greek heroes, we the new Titans |
| Young Achilles, nigga, I will kill these niggas |
| No homo, I just don’t feel these niggas |
| Laid back seeing panoramic views |
| It’s a angelic view, the sky so blue |
| Similar to my diamonds and they hue |
| I pray my success is a torment to you |
| God MC boy, ex d-boy |
| Only thing real in a room full of decoys |
| Angel wings got a nigga flying higher |
| I hope my success burn you like hellfire |
| I hope seeing me whip cars dressed fresh |
| Torments your ass like a man possessed |
| Be blessed |
| Amen |