Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Good God Almighty Intro , by - Nappy Roots. Release date: 25.08.2003
Song language: English
Good God Almighty Intro |
| Alright |
| It’s that new Wooden Leather |
| Yo, well it’s a new day, full off them grits |
| You cooked the Sunday meal at 6 |
| Lets get it while this gettin good cause Granny ain’t gon' live forever |
| Season changin, we like these dependin on the weather |
| Look what we doin, summer’s ruined, fall y’all pack y’all sweater |
| Somebody told me war was comin, y’all just stack y’all cheddar, better |
| I checked my mail the other day and Sam done sent a letter |
| I opened it and line for line it said I was a sucka |
| The nerve of this motherfucker, claimin he’s my uncle |
| Good God almighty, Lord have mercy, think that we’s in trouble |
| Please send some help like quick, fast, do it on the double (9−1-1) |
| The line been busy for days, hell maybe weeks |
| I’ve been tossin and turnin, back and forth, ensurin my 40 winks |
| Yeah I feel you dude |
| I be watchin the tube, toastin the rude |
| Notice the news ain’t nothin but scandals and murder |
| War and destruction, poor keep sufferin |
| Lord it’s troublin, the more you be hustlin the more you strugglin |
| (R. Prophet) |
| Well good God almighty look at what we have here |
| (And it feels so good to be herrrrrre) |
| I said good God almighty look at what we have here |
| (Welcome, this is Wooden Leather) |
| Well good God almighty look at what we have here |
| (And it feels so good to be herrrrrre) |
| I said good God almighty look at what we have here |
| (This is now Wooden Leather) |
| Trouble in my life got me hollerin baby |
| We be at 'em poor so I’m goin crazy |
| Anthrax on letters, little daddy just paged me |
| War got me worried, I been prayin lately |
| How will I live? |
| Listen here, «life is still a bitch» |
| Money don’t change shit, stuck in the same shit |
| To get it all, gotta risk it all or forget it dawg |
| A winner ain’t a quitter and a quitter ain’t a winner |
| I just be steppin around the block cause I was doin my thing |
| My crew been kickin off all them rocks, just let my cellular ring |
| V said he heard a couple of shots, word is that they copped them a sting |
| I burn shit once my lyric drop, one false move and you’re stained |
| We’re pushin 'em 10 dollars a pop and I got exact change |
| It’s like investin in NASDAQ had me caught in the rain |
| I’m 'bout to pull the mask out and have 'em screamin in vain |
| And I be puttin them tracks out and it’s all for the brain |
| — *singing* |
| Well we done seen everything under the sun |
| And been done what shouldn’ta been done |
| Y’all never heard of the blacks still young |
| Now that’s one bad son-of-a-gun |
| — *rapping* |
| Steppin out in the cowboy banana brim |
| Once you rockin camel skin like damn a Timb |
| DJ make this record spin, let my family in |
| Management go get the checks so we can begin |
| Well if it’s good never turn it down |
| Wood still burn it down |
| And learn how to handle them |
| Plans you can cancel them (cancel them) |
| — *singing* |
| What you know no good |
| And what you know no good |
| What you know no good |
| And what you know no good |