In Gods Hands Man by Yung Passion Lyrics
[Verse1:Marcus-Jamal]
I rap how I do so the young ones listen
God kept ya feed how you live in hells kitchen
When his sheep lost he know one misssin
Snakes stay hisssin
Hear em from a distance
I was born in sin kicking
But Jesus died on a mission
As his blood drippin
Disciples must witness
When i was in sin, i ant have no vision
I ant neva get it
I ant want no blood you would have though that I was crippin
Devil shot at my heart but some how he missed it
God my only love, tell me why I need a mistress...
Devil got the Glock
Click clacked and locked up
Pulled back and shot up
But I hicked up some scripture
Spit some of the sickest sick stuff
But Jesus save cuz
I think we needa care cuz
Far nuff
Lefts through a far cuz
Running to God like a gold rush
Neva say that you ant old enough to minster
Let the Holy Spirit write yo it be sick enough
Write it like ya old stuff
Looking over the world i'm standing on my tipy-toes
I can't feel alone
I neva ask were Jesus go
I just get on my knees and wash his feet with my min-fero ..
[Verse2:Marcus-Jamal]
Devil tryna keep us down
Tryna bring the youngins down
I'm praise God man till i'm six feet underground
Jesus looked at my faith at least I got a mustard once
Went to Bible school and now I got my cap and gown
I say Jesus when they ask who I'm about
Walk up in the church with a upside down frown
Was lost but now i'm found
Amazing grace it just ant a sound
Why you hatting on my style
Guess you ant get to hear the real talk in a while
Guess you ant get to hear the real speak in a while
Sorry but I haven't go to preach in a while ....
Shouts to my mother and shouts to my father
Sister and my brother
I'm about to switch lanes
Dawg i'm bout to alter
Lost a part of me when I saw Jeff at the alter
Straight from the gudda'
Raised in the gudda'
Cane made him able to kill my brother
Tears in the eyes
Tears in my covers
I can't even cover
My head slumped over
Dawg I think its over
God came alone and said nawh it ant over
Shalom to dear Jeff and then I yelled praise Jehovah
[Outro:Marcus-Jamal]
God I need ya hand man...
God I need ya hand man...
I need to feel ya presence...
I need to feel ya presence ...
I need to feel ya hand man..
I need to feel ya hand man..
I need to feel ya presence...
I need to feel ya presence ...
But the whole time I was in God's Hand's Man..
He whole time I was in God's Hand's Man..
I rap how I do so the young ones listen
God kept ya feed how you live in hells kitchen
When his sheep lost he know one misssin
Snakes stay hisssin
Hear em from a distance
I was born in sin kicking
But Jesus died on a mission
As his blood drippin
Disciples must witness
When i was in sin, i ant have no vision
I ant neva get it
I ant want no blood you would have though that I was crippin
Devil shot at my heart but some how he missed it
God my only love, tell me why I need a mistress...
Devil got the Glock
Click clacked and locked up
Pulled back and shot up
But I hicked up some scripture
Spit some of the sickest sick stuff
But Jesus save cuz
I think we needa care cuz
Far nuff
Lefts through a far cuz
Running to God like a gold rush
Neva say that you ant old enough to minster
Let the Holy Spirit write yo it be sick enough
Write it like ya old stuff
Looking over the world i'm standing on my tipy-toes
I can't feel alone
I neva ask were Jesus go
I just get on my knees and wash his feet with my min-fero ..
[Verse2:Marcus-Jamal]
Devil tryna keep us down
Tryna bring the youngins down
I'm praise God man till i'm six feet underground
Jesus looked at my faith at least I got a mustard once
Went to Bible school and now I got my cap and gown
I say Jesus when they ask who I'm about
Walk up in the church with a upside down frown
Was lost but now i'm found
Amazing grace it just ant a sound
Why you hatting on my style
Guess you ant get to hear the real talk in a while
Guess you ant get to hear the real speak in a while
Sorry but I haven't go to preach in a while ....
Shouts to my mother and shouts to my father
Sister and my brother
I'm about to switch lanes
Dawg i'm bout to alter
Lost a part of me when I saw Jeff at the alter
Straight from the gudda'
Raised in the gudda'
Cane made him able to kill my brother
Tears in the eyes
Tears in my covers
I can't even cover
My head slumped over
Dawg I think its over
God came alone and said nawh it ant over
Shalom to dear Jeff and then I yelled praise Jehovah
[Outro:Marcus-Jamal]
God I need ya hand man...
God I need ya hand man...
I need to feel ya presence...
I need to feel ya presence ...
I need to feel ya hand man..
I need to feel ya hand man..
I need to feel ya presence...
I need to feel ya presence ...
But the whole time I was in God's Hand's Man..
He whole time I was in God's Hand's Man..