GANG GANG

Money money (Yeah) Them bands all they think about Run it run it they want that advance All they seeking now Gang gang Gang gang gang All they talk about Fame fame Fame fame They'd sell they soul for clout Club packed every Saturday But the church empty on sundee That's unless the women half naked and the main doctrine on money May sound funny but it's not Sisters living like they thots Brothers living like they thugs To much corruption in the flock And you got no business judging them if you be on yo gossip Mosh pits in hell where it be hot Where you headed if you not repentive of yo sin and turning back to God Man He Holy Got more power than broli Leave a king without a pot Made of Adobe Stop the time inside yo rolli Think you know somin bout flooding Well just go on and read Noah You'll learn Jesus can't be stopped Or confused He in charge Sent his son To be bruised Satan thought He had em caught But it all was a part Of the plan From the start From the jump He couldn't loose Like it was rigged or som Pick an choose who he want That's to save or to make an instrument of destruction Please don't be the ladder be a son Please don't put it off till tomorrow Cuz he hardened pharohs heart And he'll do the same to you If you don't quit playing with the fire Don't play with the Holy Spirit better ask Anannias an Saphira If you keep laying in Yah sin I promise you gone be cut off Money money (Yeah) Them bands all they think about Run it run it they want that advance All they seeking now Gang gang Gang gang gang All they talk about Fame fame Fame fame They'd sell they soul for clout