up in wine You know stars were spinnin' dizzy, Lord The band kept us too busy, we forgot about the time They're a band beyond description Like Jehovah's favorite choir
balm to the soul What a nightmare to have no women in the world I love women, I love women I love women, we all love women I used to look at women
know life is full of contradictions I'm tryna become a better man Prayin for redemption, each and every day (Hallelujah, as the choir sings) [Chorus Two: sung by choir
a man, a man To keep you satisfied [chubb rock] Ha ha ha Now toys are for boys, men don't need mattel Objects to manipulate and sell The women or the
-uh temple of hip-hop Listen, listen, listen Your spirit ain't ready, your church ain't ready Your bishop ain't ready, your deacons ain't ready Your choir
pass the remote. Money is everything, and it's every other thing I'm part of the choir and its the motto that my brother sing Cash is the right now, women
I went all over the world and I done been through it at the beginning I knew I wouldn't give in to it but temptation over the sensation women I'm embracin
conquered As I warn my peeps, "Beware the beast that creep the streets" Spillin' your plasma on the concrete Killin' the murderer, acts of war, villains attack the poor Women
top you seem like a different type of guy Did your own thing? I gave it a try Then you told me you were catching feelings Kind of unusual Normally you don't let no women
today's marine He's eighteen and he's eager He can be quite mean No mock'ries for them No prayers or bells The demented choirs The wailing of shells
A gal can't skate your fence and try cross your border You a the element weh nuff man mad over A gal a grudge you tell try hole her corner Women a yu
we meet maybe we should only eat salmon and loaves Should we only like the organ or the violin I'm inquirin', I admire men up in the choir and women
like the magazine Come and visit my sister, she's in the livin' room Eat doughnuts and milk, listen to a pop tune Used to be my babysitter, I want you for my women
a scam, with a scheme, with a dream to sell ya But I ain't got nothin' but love for all my soldiers and thugs To all of my women, we gotta keep livin
the good in the ones that have burned And you never got all that you've earned Don't interupt me, I speak to the lord Heavenly choir, now we are in Church
no can't wait [Verse 1: Andre 3000] Leather in the summer, silk in the winter This is such an art, where do I begin uh.. Used to sing tenor, in the church choir
Come with me, I'll take you now To a place that you fear For no reason why Your heart has turned away from me And I will make you understand Everything