Take It To God Lyrics - Spiritual Minded - Krs One

Yeah, once again, word up urban inspirational 

KRS-One, Professor Ecks, whattup Dan? Woo 

Temple of Hip-Hop, let's do it 

By the sound of the track, you know who is back 

It's the teacher, philosopher of conscious rap 

Rappers tired of me sayin where hip-hop is at 

Cause they know they unoriginal, copycats 

Watch me bump this gospel rap, never wack 

In fact, I tell you where the tracks is at 

TV is wack, they wanna show us beatin Iraq 

When the question is, is where is Chandra Levy at? 

Murdered God and left for dead like hip-hop 

And admit to Condit like conduct, to kill Ecks the dread 

And Kris crucified the false prophet 

John F. Kennedy to these MC's, I draw and cock it 

Cock on cocky cops for the love of the art 

Punish the part, partition 

Pardon the pause, poison pens penetrate the mental 

I walk with Kris so my body's a temple 

Body instrumentals and body your squad in the body of a God 

Just think, just think, what if Malcolm X returned 

or Dr. King returned, tell me what have we learned? 

As we takin our turn, tell me what have we earned 

or is the ice and the cars our only concern 

Mo' money, mo' money, you be yellin it out 

And on TV can't you see you be sellin us out 

So in 2010, look to 2002 

Who you think they gonna respect, me or you? 

Behold, the God, in the form of the man 

Walkin off water and (?) flesh absorbs in the sand 

Moor gets the land, divorcin the clan, I'm off into sand 

Off and I'm slayin delicate arms from porcelain hands 

Slaughtered the lambs, charge it to the game 

Cats take hip-hop's name in vain 

Disrespectin the forefathers who came (uh-huh) 

Goddess hurt 'em right now, like when Marvin was slain 

They don't want it, nope, they don't need it, nope 

Just stay weeded and hope, I don't read what you wrote 

Best believe they ain't dope, they deceivin these folks 

with they meaningless quotes, I got my feet on they throat 

What they speak is a joke, they really weak and they broke 

Have a seat and take notes, on the streets I'm the Pope 

MTV is they hope, they repeat what they wrote 

I'm an MC that won't, let them tempt me with coke 

Nope, flesh of my flesh, blessed by KRS 

Used to love her, they (?) haven't made a date with death 

Follow no man, enslave the Ecks, Professin the student 

I vibe with the teacher obliged to drop (?) liver than heaters 

Lyrics liable to eat us like the survivors of Jesus 

Now the, blind is the leaders, your styles is egregious 

Gets now the brow beateth to underground emceeth 

The game is overheated, overweeded, and misunderstood 

Word, just a ride in they boat, with a platinum rope 

No doubt, they sellin us out, what's happenin loc? 

Quit this rappin I won't, cause MC'n is dope 

If I can't do it for the love then do it I won't 

How many times we note when these rappers is dope 

Satisfied, that's why I'm renewin your hope 

Broaden your scope, when cleaned out your mind 

my rhyme is like a new bar of deoderant soap 

In this land of men mice and mimes, I holds right for the laws 

Live life like Christ, makin bread from mics and applause 

The snakes fight with Tyson like jaws for what's rightfully yours 

I might (?) 'em all, tell me - is it life or it's war? 

Goooyyyyiiyyyiyyyyod, Goooyyyiyyiyyyiiiod, Gooyyyyiyyiyyyod 

My God, your God, our God.. is God, is God 

Change is gonna come, where you goin to run, but to God? 

To God, run to God, run to God 

Run to God, and let him in your heart 

Change is gonna come, the change is gonna come 

Make it your change, run to God, in your heart 

Let God in your heart, he will fillt he part 

Goooyyyyiiyyyiyyyyod, in youuuuuuur heart 

Take it to God, take it to God God 

Take it to my God, your God, take it to God 

Take it to Goooyyyyiiyyyiyyyyod, take it to Goooyyyyiiyyyiyyyyod 

Take it to Goooyyyyiiyyyiyyyyod, take it to God 

Just take it to God, run and, take it God 

Take it to Go-awd