Verse 1:
Say word to elijah, these priors given to the masses/ I'm Cassius Clay clashin with Titans so fasten ya seatbelts/ Cuz shit gets real with a thin stomach, so whose the hero gon save me a plate?/ Misfit luggage instilled with intent unlawful, instilled in his mind to kill/ No thought sublime, since I skipped school, I've been a lost cause/ A lost dog with a tight what looks like I might slip, in Mike Vick's swim pool/ Still I use attitude regardless, the charge is murder, upon this beast there's a soul like my Addidas terror in exchange for gold/ see the goals to be told to the unjust, and amongst such you find success thinkin what fuck steered us wrong? Thinkin love, live, life, or somewhat/ I suggest, dumb fucks better clear the road, with a gun and a love for the funds and a drug make it numb to the pain/ Give a fuck what a Nun gotta say, better run, better pray that I front/ Can I stay in a frame of a mind can convey/ That a day comes, when the pain goes, when the rain stops, seeing rainbows/ It takes one shot to kill a dream so/ I sit watch see the same folks, no pit stops on this trip though, seeing they shit cocked to take aim, but I don't see em, tryin to maintain in//

Chorus:

I heard the preacher say......(Repeat)

Now let the choir sing.....(Repeat)

I heard the preacher say....(Repeat)

Now let the choir sing......(Repeat)

Verse 2:
Do you judge on my past, rather than my motives?/ Why love never lasts, well at least for us but over spilled milk why concern whose fault whether mine or your'n?/ You do the math, minus the bullshit, divides the reason, equals karma, I forgot to add/ *laughs* Nevermind, if shyness conduced highness to standards, I can see you denying a nigga like me, so why does it seem to be more to it?/ If the issue is fiscal and I can't provide than forget who fixed you to think you above those means/ Than this lil thing we have can die, but I can see the tears/ In my mind's eye I cry too, if mapquest had this shit mapped out it'll be fuck me instead of I do/ To have and to hold be sad,or it bold on a stroll through a road less traveled, yet baffled I made happiness home/ It sounds good don't it? With this pistol pointed *gun cocks*/ I say my last goodbyes as love crowns it pray and only death resolves it's sentence than heavens only a mile away/ No frown I gave on the subject, this loveless matrimony in *woman screams and gun shoots*//

Chorus (Repeat 2x)