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I'm just saying what I've seen I'm just saying what I've heard I'm just saying what I've done I'm just sayng what I've learned Before you criticize me Don't say another word Don't say another word Don't say another word I've seen bruddas die I've seen mothers cry And as her eyes see free I wish police were colour-blind I almost never reached my full potential But this cater-nigga became a butterfly Nahmean, this caterpillar became a butterfly Summer time and the murder rate Took a turn for the worse again I've been adverse of pain Until I burst a vein I heard a rumour that Could've got somebody killed You know, certain names I might know who the person is In fact, I might know who the person ain't But people become who they impersonate We all do bad things SongtexteWe got the tensions Hopefully we don't burn in vain Preacher, preacher, preacher Tryna reach us with the sermon Pray, pray, pray Preacher, preacher, preacher Tryna reach us with the sermon Pray, pray, pray Signs of the end of the world Life or death Heaven or hell Signs of the end of the world Life or death Heaven or hell The lord is my shepherd I shall not want He maketh me to lie down in green pastures He leadeth me beside the still waters He restoreth my soul He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil: for thou art with me Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of my enemies Thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life And I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever (and ever) I'm just saying what I know I'm just saying what I like If I don't say it from my soul Then I won't say it in a rhyme Before you criticize me, hush Don't say another word Don't say another word Don't say another word I've seen sisters lose all self-respect For the niggas with the wealth They'll never respect themselves again If only your name didn't ring any bells You'd be a brand new girl again Now you've got your middle finger to the world Fuck everybody in the world She said... Literally doing just that Will these injuries ruin us, man? I got history pursuing her, fam On victory, clued me up It's not a mystery You become brand new Enough about me And enough about her But are the parents to blame When the children are coming out worse? Most of my friends have sentences so long I've forgotten who's coming out first Preacher, preacher, preacher Tryna reach us with the sermon Pray, pray, pray Preacher, preacher, preacher Tryna reach us with the sermon Pray, pray, pray Signs of the end of the world Life or death Heaven or hell Signs of the end of the world Life or death Heaven or hell Now I lay me down to sleep I give the Lord my soul to keep Now I lay me down to sleep I give the Lord my soul to keep Now I lay me down to sleep I give the Lord my soul to keep Now I lay me down to sleep I give the Lord my soul to keep Aus Songtexte Mania