Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Take It To God, artist - KRS-One. Date of issue: 21.01.2002
Song language: English
Take It To God |
| Yeah, once again, word up urban inspirational |
| KRS-One, Professor Ecks, whattup Dan? |
| Woo |
| Temple of Hip-Hop, let’s do it |
| By the sound of the track, you know who is back |
| It’s the teacher, philosopher of conscious rap |
| Rappers tired of me sayin where hip-hop is at |
| Cause they know they unoriginal, copycats |
| Watch me bump this gospel rap, never wack |
| In fact, I tell you where the tracks is at |
| TV is wack, they wanna show us beatin Iraq |
| When the question is, is where is Chandra Levy at? |
| Murdered God and left for dead like hip-hop |
| And admit to Condit like conduct, to kill Ecks the dread |
| And Kris crucified the false prophet |
| John F. Kennedy to these MC’s, I draw and cock it |
| Cock on cocky cops for the love of the art |
| Punish the part, partition |
| Pardon the pause, poison pens penetrate the mental |
| I walk with Kris so my body’s a temple |
| Body instrumentals and body your squad in the body of a God |
| Just think, just think, what if Malcolm X returned |
| Or Dr. King returned, tell me what have we learned? |
| As we takin our turn, tell me what have we earned |
| Or is the ice and the cars our only concern |
| Mo' money, mo' money, you be yellin it out |
| And on TV can’t you see you be sellin us out |
| So in 2010, look to 2002 |
| Who you think they gonna respect, me or you? |
| Behold, the God, in the form of the man |
| Walkin off water and (?) flesh absorbs in the sand |
| Moor gets the land, divorcin the clan, I’m off into sand |
| Off and I’m slayin delicate arms from porcelain hands |
| Slaughtered the lambs, charge it to the game |
| Cats take hip-hop's name in vain |
| Disrespectin the forefathers who came (uh-huh) |
| Goddess hurt 'em right now, like when Marvin was slain |
| They don’t want it, nope, they don’t need it, nope |
| Just stay weeded and hope, I don’t read what you wrote |
| Best believe they ain’t dope, they deceivin these folks |
| With they meaningless quotes, I got my feet on they throat |
| What they speak is a joke, they really weak and they broke |
| Have a seat and take notes, on the streets I’m the Pope |
| MTV is they hope, they repeat what they wrote |
| I’m an MC that won’t, let them tempt me with coke |
| Nope, flesh of my flesh, blessed by KRS |
| Used to love her, they (?) haven’t made a date with death |
| Follow no man, enslave the Ecks, Professin the student |
| I vibe with the teacher obliged to drop (?) liver than heaters |
| Lyrics liable to eat us like the survivors of Jesus |
| Now the, blind is the leaders, your styles is egregious |
| Gets now the brow beateth to underground emceeth |
| The game is overheated, overweeded, and misunderstood |
| Word, just a ride in they boat, with a platinum rope |
| No doubt, they sellin us out, what’s happenin loc? |
| Quit this rappin I won’t, cause MC’n is dope |
| If I can’t do it for the love then do it I won’t |
| How many times we note when these rappers is dope |
| Satisfied, that’s why I’m renewin your hope |
| Broaden your scope, when cleaned out your mind |
| My rhyme is like a new bar of deoderant soap |
| In this land of men mice and mimes, I holds right for the laws |
| Live life like Christ, makin bread from mics and applause |
| The snakes fight with Tyson like jaws for what’s rightfully yours |
| I might (?) 'em all, tell me — is it life or it’s war? |
| Goooyyyyiiyyyiyyyyod, Goooyyyiyyiyyyiiiod, Gooyyyyiyyiyyyod |
| My God, your God, our God. |
| is God, is God |
| Change is gonna come, where you goin to run, but to God? |
| To God, run to God, run to God |
| Run to God, and let him in your heart |
| Change is gonna come, the change is gonna come |
| Make it your change, run to God, in your heart |
| Let God in your heart, he will fillt he part |
| Goooyyyyiiyyyiyyyyod, in youuuuuuur heart |
| Take it to God, take it to God God |
| Take it to my God, your God, take it to God |
| Take it to Goooyyyyiiyyyiyyyyod, take it to Goooyyyyiiyyyiyyyyod |
| Take it to Goooyyyyiiyyyiyyyyod, take it to God |
| Just take it to God, run and, take it God |
| Take it to Go-awd |