baby That's why I want you And Oh I'll even quit my job Lovin' you, I'll make it my job Thank you Lord, thank you lord This is it My god! That's why
I get a witness? Can I get a witness? Can? Can I get a witness? Hey yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Ah Ah Can I get a witness? Ah, lord Ah Ah Brother
I get a witness? Can I get a witness? Can? Can I get a witness? Hey yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Ah, ah, can I get a witness? Ah, Lord, ah, ah
Lord), Reggae is on Broadway (look g'yeah now!), Reggae is on Broadway (give it to me baby!), Reggae is on Broadway (where you take it?), Reggae is on Broadway (ruba-ba-ba!). Eh, ah
a bus and a train Traveling there, traveling here Everywhere in every gear But, oh Lord, we pay the price With the spin of the wheel with the roll of the dice Ah
to all mankind The point of war blows my mind War has caused unrest Within the younger generation Induction then destruction Who wants to die Ah, war-huh Good God
dishonor, shake the drama and take a stand For ah nigga like me see it didn't come easy Ah, nigga had to struggle and fight at, ah, point and time in
smoke clears Y'all niggas long gone (Damn) Niggas learn the hard way shoulda stayed at home Got ah couple million on this uh huh Got ah couple milion on that (That's right) Got ah
ha) Trained to reign as the one God of thunder and rock 'n' roll The spell you're under Will slowly rob you of your virgin soul I I ah don't mind it
I can dress, sign of the best So is my guest, man, I'm impressed Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry, come and see This is just like childz play to me, ah ha, ah
want it, I own it when I'm on it Maintain the same thing, nigga rap about the same game None left, shame shame, plain game, insaine When I rap things change, me and God
Woo-woo-wowowowooo Lord hi-gher Could somebody, turn on, da lights Somebody, turn on, da lights The darkside! Yessss Guess who's back when I bring funk
? No The what? Man Ohh lord C'mon Ha ha Ohh Lord Ah ah Its, its, its the Petey Pablo (Ah) The first one to run the ball (Ah) 97 yards in the first quarter (Ah
crispy Queensbridge, a trife city dilapidated slums I've seen political homicides and crack related ones Pac and Biggie, God bless 'em I don't know where to begin Forgive me Lord
[Intro: (singer) Killah Priest] (Freedom, we're gonna tear your kingdom down) {*gunshots*} Ah, Johnny, yo, got shot, my baby, Johnny {*gunshots*} (Freedom
everybody from Staten Island {*ah Mister Cee, and you don't stop*} Yo, times is gettin hard, word is bond, I swear to God I even got caught tryin to
