What You Need Is Jesus Lyrics by Public Enemy

What You Need Is Jesus Lyrics

    Now here's the pop
    Turn around jumper
    Hits the rim
    Bounce away
    The new slave trade

    Man child
    6 feet 5
    But juvenile
    Thin line between gettin bucks
    And gettin wild
    Brooklyn style
    100,000 miles
    Parquet tiles
    Leavin ankles broke in a pile
    Son gotta ticket to fly
    He can make it if he try
    To the sky like a coney island ride
    Gettin pages from his super agent
    Community rages
    At the clout
    Of the cagers
    No doubt
    Center stages, madd phases
    Front behind crazes
    Flippin thru the faces
    Paper chases
    Love in many places
    Pros and cons/flict between the races
    He hold the rock
    Cold from sweat shops
    Gone the set shot
    Replaced by sex shops
    The highest bidder
    No room for the quitter
    Game seven tickets
    Under counterfeiters
    3 cities a week
    Droppin needles like the black beatles
    Take heed/what you need is
    Chorus

    Track my pitch up
    Never switch up
    Smacked the back ups
    Packed them pick ups
    Ressurection of the two-man vocal section
    The spirit in your dark ass direction
    Duckin them spray ups
    On my way
    What i thought be lay ups
    War under battle boards
    A thousand one push ups
    Here marks the return of them
    Roosevelt rough riders risin
    Chargin hard/from the point guard
    Watch what you pray for
    But know the team that you play for
    Need i say more
    Scared of the ressurection
    Sacrifice yall
    Maybe the revolution is basketball
    Changes
    Generanges which means
    Rearranged generations
    Stuck on playstations
    Them the new plantations
    I said a million heads
    Waitin for another nations
    To make your world be free
    No shoppin sprees
    Ain't no stoppin me
    Heres da feed not the weed
    Got the seed...god speed
    ....what you need is

    Chorus

    Sticky d
    Give you fits/ on them
    Turnaround
    Hypocrits
    Comin and goin like flicks
    Hear them nets rip
    At the butcher
    Gettin all the chips
    Musta been a road trip
    Against the knicks
    On tv
    Showcasin kicks
    Must be the fame
    Cause his video
    Gettin all the chicks
    Woke on a replay on monday
    Sports center highlights
    Last second steal
    Keep em real

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