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Viewing Lyrics for What You Need is Jesus:
| | | Artist: | Enemy Public |
| | Album: | He Got Game | | Track: | What You Need is Jesus | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 5 | | | | Lyrics: | Charles Barkley] Halleluja Jesus Halleluja!
Now here's the pop turnaround jumper
Hits the rim bounce away the new slave trade.
Manchild six feet five but juvenile.
Thin line between getting bucks and gettin wild.
Brooklyn style hundred thousand
miles.
Parque tiles leavin ankles broke in a pile.
Son got a ticket to fly he can
make it if he try
To the sky like a Coney Island ride.
Gettin pages, from his
super agent,
Community raises at the clout or the cages.
No doubt, center stages,
mad phases,
>From behind crazies flippin through the faces.
Paper chases, love that
many places.
Pros and cons, flics between the races.
He hold the rock, call for
sweat shops.
Guard the set shop replaced by sex shops.
The highest bidder, no room
for the quitter.
Gave seven tickets, under counterfittas.
Three cities a week,
droppin needles.
Like the black Beatles take heed, what you need is...
[Chorus:]
Jesus (The incredible)
Jesus (And in your existence, huh)
Jesus(The incredible, yea)
Jesus(Check it out)
Crack my picture, never swith
up.
Smack the back ups, pack them pick ups.
Resurrection of the two man vocal
section.
The spirit in your dark ass direction.
Duckin them spray ups on my way that
i thought be lay ups.
Won the battle wars, a thousand one push ups.
Here marks the
return of them rules about Ruff Ryders.
Risin, chargin hard from the point guard.
Watch what you prey for, but know the team that you play for.
Need I say more?
Uh,
scared of the resurrection,
Sacrafice yours, them maybe the revolution is basketball.
Changes, generanges. Which means rearrange shit,
Erase shit, stuck on Playstations.
Then the new plantations, I said a millions heads.
Waitin for another nation.
To make your world be free.
No shoppin sprees, there ain't no stoppin me.
Here's the
fee, not the weed.
Got to see, God speed. What you need is...
[Chorus 2x]
Sticky D gives you fits, on them turnaround hippocrytes.
Comin and goin like
flics.
Hit em net scripts, like a butcher.
Gettin all the chips musta been a road
trip against the Knicks.
On T.V. showcasin kicks.
Must be the fan cause his video
gettin all the chicks.
Walk up on a replay on Monday.
Sportscenter highlights, last
second steal kept em real.
What you need is...
Jesus
Jesus (What you need
is)
Jesus
Jesus (What you need is)
Jesus
Jesus (What you need is)
Jesus
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