Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Born Again Christian , by - Raheem. Release date: 31.05.1992
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Born Again Christian , by - Raheem. Born Again Christian |
| You remember when your mommy used to take you to church |
| And tie your shoes so tight until your ankles hurt? |
| Everybody in the spirit, me myself I’m bored |
| But mama spanked me in my head and I was «Praise the Lord!» |
| When the choir started singin all you seen was gals |
| But there was one particular girl I wanted to be my pal |
| Her name was Jenny, she never used to come outside |
| Cause her parents were rich and real dignified |
| When she was a regular on Sunday school |
| I said «Ma, I wanna join,» she said (shut up, fool) |
| So I ran to the preacher and I begged to serve |
| He said (you in Sunday school, you must be out yo mind! |
| You is the baddest little thing that the church done seen |
| You get suspended every month, you’re too bad, Raheem!) |
| So I went down on my knee and said, «Holy Christ |
| Thy is the ??? |
| and the eternal light» |
| So he looked at me a minute and he said (Yeah cool |
| But I’m tellin ya, my mama didn’t raise no fool |
| First rule and regulation if you step out of line |
| I’ma throw you in the street on your narrow behind!) |
| So I got up off the ground and I was «Yeah man, peace» |
| Started minglin with and Denise |
| As I mingled with the ladies Jenny walked on by |
| I was stuck between «hello,» «how you’re doin» and «hi» |
| But I finally said somethin and the girl said (hey.) |
| I musta prayed all week for the next Sunday |
| Now the Sunday finally came and I was in my seat |
| When the teacher wrote on the board 'Raheem, do not speak' |
| I ain’t really come for speakin, so I ain’t get vexed |
| Until she started askin questions and mine was next |
| Jenny lookin at me, man, I gotta get this right |
| The teacher said (class, we’re out of time, you can finish tonight) |
| So I caught up with the girl and said, «Hey, I’m new |
| But I’d really like to spend a little time with you |
| Maybe candle light dinner or a movie or two |
| Or maybe just the wild thing,» she said (not with you |
| I’m a church-going girl, you gotta marry me first) |
| I said, «What? |
| You ain’t old enough to carry a purse!» |
| She said (My mama always told me that’s the thing with men |
| If you let em get it once, you never see em again) |
| Well, I asked her for her number but her mom came in |
| And said (Jenny, don’t you let me see you talking to him |
| He’s a crooked ???, ain’t gon' be jack) |
| I was kinda insulted but I ain’t sweat that crap |
| Well, we made it to the church, the preacher started to preach |
| I fell asleep cause he was speakin that same old speech |
| Started dreamin 'bout Jenny, boy, and all I seen |
| Was me and her in full effect with a little Raheem |
| Now the Sunday after that I’m in the mood for sex |
| I said, «Jenny, skip the church, so we can rub some necks» |
| (Ah-ah, I’m a virgin and I’ll always be |
| And it’s guys like you that make it hard for me) |
| Cut the frontin, baby doll, you know you want some of this |
| So put your Bible on the ground and give the Father a kiss |
| (Kiss you? A-ah, you must be sick in your head) |
| Well, forget the kissin, baby, take it straight to the bed |
| Cause I’m the real enchilada when the heat gets warm |
| And I been waitin on your body since the day I was born |
| No need to rush because we still got time |
| And I’ma give you 30 seconds just to show you that I’m |
| The one perfect for the job of helpin you to get off |
| Any other you meet, I guarantee he’ll be soft |
| No stamina in his body, he ain’t know how to ride |
| I can even give a?? |
| massage? |
| let you stand outside |
| (Ooh — Raheem, you crazy and you make me sick) |
| I got the perfect thing for you, and this is it |
| Throw away your negativity and have some fun |
| Cause who knows when this is over and your life is done |
| If you really go to heaven or you’re goin to hell |
| Are you ready now, baby? |
| (Well, I might as well) |
| 12 o’clock Monday evening, that’s the time of the crime |
| But she on the 4th floor and that’s a ladder to climb |
| When I got up to the ladder she was up there sleep |
| Snorin louder than a mother countin many a sheep |
| I said, «Damn!» |
| so I tapped her glass |
| And tried to wake the girl but nearly bust my — |
| Well, I went home mad cause I never did get none |
| But that ain’t nothin cause I gotta meet the next one |
| Before I go there’s one thing I’ma mention |
| Never mess around with a girl if she a Born Again Christian |
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|---|---|
| We Are feat. Cy Young & Raheem ft. CY Young, Raheem | 2002 |
| For Da Love Of Da Game (Main) ft. Raheem, V, Erro | 2011 |
| For Da Love Of Da Game ft. Raheem, V, Erro | 2011 |
| Schooldaze | 1992 |
| Kiss the Bride | 1992 |