Always Got Something To Say
Heavenly Father
I wanna thank you for what You've done for me
In my life
I try so hard to be faithful, and I am faithful to You
And my soul just running away to You,
And I want you to grab my hand and hold me
I know, I know, I know
One of these old days, I'm gonna run away to You
Yes I am
Whoah, yes I am
Make me wanna run away (I do, I do)
Pack my bags and get away
On my knees at night, I pray (oh down on my knees, I pray)
That we will live another day (thank You for lettin' me live another day)
You always got something to say
In the kitchen with my kinfolk, cookin'
They say the devil always show up when you're not lookin'
That's why I'm doing God's work
I'll hook 'em with the scripture
Then bring it all to life so everyone can get the picture
I'm withcha (oh)
See, this is for my folks who hold the fence up
The preachers, ministers, deacons, ushers and the sisters
My granny used to say "Give us our daily bread" (Daily bread yeah)
She put it in my heart, and now it's in my head
Make me wanna run away
Pack my bags and get away
On my knees at night, I pray
That we will live another day
You always got something to say
I'm at the park, playin' ball with the children
Providing the league so I can help restore the feeling
It's a blessing to give back, so let's keep giving it
Walk by faith, and showing how we livin' it (livin' it)
Lovin' it, avoiding the hate
Shout out to Ruth for giving birth to Nate
That's my homeboy's momma (ooh)
We was raised in the Church, we take God with us
Do right, don't fight or try to squall with us
No weapon formed against me shall prosper
And that's fact, truth mane
The Gospel
Sittin' on the corner, tryna figure the fall
You done got too high, now you're feeling so low
I'm just a nobody, tryna tell everybody
About somebody who can save anybody
I remember what my Grandma said, "Give us our daily bread"
It's in my heart, and my head
Make me wanna run away
Pack my bags and get away
On my knees at night, I pray
That we will live another day
You always got something to say
On the block with the homie and they whoofin'
Back in days for talkin' back we got a woopin'
It was all respect, discipline was the key
And every Sunday we had church, bowin' down on our knees
Lord please
Forgive us for the sins that we about to commit
I'm tryin' to stay strong, the homie on the payphone
Tellin' me he up for parole, but what he don't know is life out here was too cold
Make me wanna run away (make me wanna run away sometimes)
Pack my bags and get away (pack my bags and get away and just fly to skies)
On my knees at night, I pray
I'm prayin' for you brother, I'm prayin' for you
That we will live another day
'Cause you always got something to say
You always got something to say
Yeah
The devil will show up
That we gon' keep on doin' God's work (oh)
Yes, I
Rebuke the devil (ooh)
Yeah we cover in the blood
Believe that