My name Bishop Bullwinkle
I got the First Church of
Nothing-But-The-Truth
Deacon Kyle
Deacon George
Deacon Clay
open the door
turn 'em loose
First I wanna thank God
for them blood running
warm in my veins
I thank God for my life
health and strength
I got a sound mind
I'm not insane
I ain't gonna
preach too long
Ain't gonna take
this service too far
My sermon's
in the morning
Hell to the
naw naw naw
come on come on
Hell naw
to the naw naw naw
hell to the naw
Hell to the naw
to the naw naw naw
listen
Sister Ella Sister Ruth
make sure that
everybody get a seat
Sister Lilly may go back
in the kitchen
Cause when it get through
I need to eat
Fix me collard greens
and cornbread rice
Chicken breast ox tails
on the side
Deacon Underwood
get my Bentley ready
Cause when it get through
I need a ride
Doctor West
count the money
count the money
Come back and tell us
what you raised
I got some people
they looking for
some blessings
First God gotta
get the praise
See there's an old saying
When the praises go up
you get the blessing
coming down
I got some peoples
in the church
God almighty look at 'em
they messing around
c'mon c'mon
Hell naw
to the naw naw naw
hell to the naw
Hell to the naw
to the naw naw naw
listen
I got peoples
in the church
smokin' weed
drinkin' whiskey
They drinkin'
a lot of gin
I got the preacher
with the night
prayer leading
Talking about
Can I get a amen
Early Sunday morning
'bout a quarter and
a half past the ten
I got some people
they comin' off the street
God almighty look at 'em
they strollin' in
They layin' at the altar
They confessin' their sins
they've sinned ha
Time you see 'em
Monday morning
they doing the
same thing again
Hell naw
to the naw naw naw
hell to the naw
Hell to the naw
to the naw naw naw
listen
Got kids dropping
out of school
Talking about
they don't want to learn
Yet they're standing
on the corner
rolling blunts
Talking come on
let's burn
I got kids walking up
and down the street
Pants hanging down
around their knees
Talking about that
they're looking for a job
When I see 'em jitter bug
I say please
See all they ever
talk about brag about
Who got the biggest
and the baddest gun
Time they see the copper
with the bubble top
They drop the gun
they want to run
And now the sheriff
got 'em locked up
They sitting
in the county jail
I heard their mama
she was crying all night
She can't get no money
for the bail
now they're mad
with the homeboys
Cause they didn't
put no money
in the commissary
Be glad you're
in the jail brother man
You were sure headed
for the cemetery
There's an old saying
That a hard head
make a soft behind
Well since you
did the crime
go on and do the time
Stop the baby crying
come on come on
Hell naw
to the naw naw naw
hell to the naw
Hell to the naw
to the naw naw naw
When people
talk about ya
All you gotta do is
let 'em talk much
as they please
all you gotta do
is get down
on your knees
You tell God about it
and I guarantee
He will never
leave you alone
All you gotta do is
tell the Devil
Hell naw
won't you
leave me 'lone
Hell naw
To the naw naw naw
Hell to the naw
to the naw naw naw
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to the naw naw
to the naw naw
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hell to the naw naw
hah
To the naw naw
naw naw
hell to the naw
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hell to the naw naw