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He Told Me Lyrics - Speaking In Tongues - Bizzy Bone

[Chorus: Kahnma] 

Our father, what's your desire? 

We give you things in praise, your name we call upon 

Through these trying times we have come to find 

We put our trust in you 

You give us strength to do the things we wanna dooooo 

 

[Bizzy Bone] 

Not a party, but we did it like children study in school 

I refuse to get deep deep inside of the mystery to know that it's you 

How many people are true? 

Never could stress me out, thinkin attention of who? 

Mention the representation of plus dedication I'm lacin up the boots 

Happily out of the wonderment now 

Massage a thought, never could be my style 

Shoulda been bred they brought, go and provide some perfect wild 

Forever in a day and including now, beautiful love when nobody's around 

How could I clown when it's so profound, you know what I'm talkin about 

Round for round and pound for pound, Heavenly Father I praise him now 

Our lord and savior Jesus Christ, Lord comin in on a cloud 

Never commit adultery, phsyical thinkin outtakes the spiritual 

Never neglect the fact that, bad medicine, leads to sickness literal 

I think you think too hard 

And yes, we're comin up out they yard 

What do you see? I see them soldiers takin charge, march 

I see them soldiers takin charge, march 

 

[Chorus] 

 

[Bizzy Bone] 

In the God of the name of Jesus Christ 

The father, the son and the holy spirit 

Said in Psalm 7, "You do unto others as you would want them to do to you" 

Honor mother, honor father, praise God 

Love your brother and it'll be one love 

To the day way sinnin be livin and it'll be alone, oh - feel it, heh, ooh 

What they wanna do? I see jealousy, element of people in the family 

Check out the medley, ow, we sinnin up felonies; thank you 

Praise God runnin and the police thank you 

Elementary in the love school 'til the women come out to beef 

and I'll shank you, shook you, shank you - heh, heh 

And runnin in the belly of the beast I stank you, element shank you 

And it's worse than a canker sore, don't let 'em flank you, thank you 

Don't let 'em flank you, haha 

I think you think too hard 

And yes, we're comin up out they yard 

Tell me what do you see? 

I see some soldiers takin charge as they march 

 

[Chorus] 

 

[Bizzy Bone] 

Bring that song to the Bentley{?} swangin 

the wind is changin, spirit be arrangin 

Strange as it seems in these crazy dreams, lean, on Jesus he's as one 

That's the real thing, that's the real team, got some real cream 

Poppa makin honey, not money but the real bling 

Bada-boom bada-bing, and let your freedom ring 

Oh me, I'm mystical as ever all clerical, no little bits in the wind today 

Cannibals pullin out a can of that bullshit 

That bullshit, tell the bitches plan away 

Scan away, literally been broke with a script 

in the name of our lord and savior; Jesus Christ 

In the name of the father and the son and the holy spirit all of it wise 

That's why 

 

[Outro: Bizzy Bone] 

Holla back, one true God 

I want you to spit it just like that 

Whatever, whatever happen happen 

They ain't gotta like this shit 

[starting to mumble] 

Tell them motherfuckers out here it's for me 

I want you tell 'em somethin 

I want you to tell these mudder-fuckers 

that I said they can kiss my ass! 

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