| I’m too high to get over, too low to get under
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| Let my people go
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| I’ll make you feel so good you don’t need to wonder
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| Let my people go
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| I’ll take away the storm cloud, the rain and thunder
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| Let my people go
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| Yeah, somebody say
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| Let my people go
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| Huh, somebody say
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| Let my people go
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| Spit miraculously, sip Dracula’s blood exist for centuries
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| The body chemistry mends wounds, heals injuries
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| My ministry leaves the industry in a tail spin
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| Huh, I push the envelope like US mailmen
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| Huh, we need a leader who is not mischievous
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| Devious, from Satan’s grip to lead us
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| Won’t retract the facts then act facetious
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| In fact the raps are packed with facts that teach us
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| Reach us, easily leave MC’s speechless
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| Read from the palm of the non-believers
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| Some of them wondering how they become underachievers
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| One of the best the perennial key note speaker
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| I got it, You want it, come get it so I’ll flaunt it
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| And I will show you a way
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| So let my people go today
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| I’m too high to get over, too low to get under
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| Let my people go
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| I’ll make you feel so good you don’t need to wonder
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| Let my people go
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| I’ll take away the storm cloud, the rain and thunder
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| Let my people go
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| Yeah, somebody say
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| Let my people go
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| Huh, somebody say
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| Let my people go
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| They’re trying to sell lies to the people huh
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| Knowing it’s hard times for the people huh
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| I’ll knock your ass unconscious
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| Put it up on Youtube, then film the sequel so it’s free for the people huh
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| Go on ahead and download it I 'ma teach you how
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| P is a prophet, a pastor, a preacher
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| With undisputable logic for blasting through your speaker now
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| I’m trying to learn your monkey ass, I’m trying to reach you now
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| But still your like who’s this dude
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| Return to fix, shape the game like Rubik’s cube
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| Chicks see he’s brolic now ruthless too
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| Spit the gospel on wax, what he chooses to do
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| Damn
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| Open your eyes man you’ve been bamboozled
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| By the usual plans hit up the middle like Stan Musial
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| If y’all are telling me today’s music is suitable and appealing
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| Then I’m telling you the feelings are not mutual
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| I’m too high to get over, too low to get under
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| Let my people go
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| I’ll make you feel so good you don’t need to wonder
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| Let my people go
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| I’ll take away the storm cloud, the rain and thunder
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| Let my people go
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| Yeah, somebody say
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| Let my people go
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| Huh, somebody say
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| Let my people go
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| Young children pull your pants on up
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| Who wants to see the crack of your ass and see your butt
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| You need to let it off, the people go
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| Past the collection plates and give me all of my dough
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| And if you’re wondering what’s under my robe
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| An old rusty ass.38 snub nose
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| And just because you’re thinking that my shit don’t work
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| That’s a (Gunshot)
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| Go on and try robbing my church
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| I’m too high to get over, too low to get under
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| Let my people go
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| I’ll make you feel so good you don’t need to wonder
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| Let my people go
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| I’ll take away the storm cloud, the rain and thunder
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| Let my people go
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| Yeah, somebody say
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| Let my people go
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| Huh, somebody say
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| Let my people go |