Pharoahe Monch

I'm too high to get over, too low to get under
(Let my people go)
I'll make you feel so good you don't need to wonder
(Let my people go)
I'll take away the storm cloud, the rain and thunder
(Let my people go)
(Yeah, somebody say)
(Let my people go)
(Huh, somebody say)
(Let my people go)

Spit miraculously, sip draculas blood exsist for centuries
The body chemistry mends wounds, heals injuries
My ministry leaves the industry in a tail spin
Huh,I push the envelope like US mailmen
Huh, we need a leader who is not mischievious
Devious, from satan's grip to lead us
Won't retract the facts then act facesious
In fact the racks are packed with facts that teach us
Reach us, easily leave MC's speechless
Read from the palm of the non-believers
Some of them wonderin how they become underachievers
One of the best the perinial key note speaker
I got it, You want it, come get it so i'll flaunt it
And I will show you away
So let my people go today


There trying so sell lies to the people huh
Knowing it's hard times for the people huh
I'll knock your ass unconcious
Put it up on Youtube,then film the sequel so it's free for the people huh
Go on ahead and download it I'ma teach you how
P is a prophet, a pastor, a preacher
With undisputable logic for blasting through your speaker now
I'm tyng to learn your monk ass, I'm trying to reach you now
But still your like who's this dude
Return to fix, shape the game like Rubics cube
Chick seems brolic now ruthless too
Spit the gospel on wax, what he chooses to do
Open your eyes man you've been bamboozled
By the usual plans hit up the middle like Stan Musial
If y'all are telling me todays music is suitable and appealing
Then I'm telling you the feelings are not mutual


Young children before you pass on up
Who wants to see the crack of your ass and see your butt
You need to let it off, the people go
Past the collection plates and give me all of my dough
And if your wondering whats under my robe
An old rusty ass .38 snub nose
And just because your thinking my shit don't work
That's a (Gunshot)
Go on and try robbing my church


Written by Jamerson, Troy Donald / Horton, Fatin
Published by Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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