TJ Pompeo, Swoope - Word to My Peoples lyrics

That's word to my peoples
Uh, I'm just tryin' to bring
The Word to my peoples

This song is not for the soft of skin
I'm just a little concerned
That our hearing's hard
The problem is that our mouth's too big
So, it's hard for us to
Discern if we're hearing God
See it's odd, we speak to repeated
Tweet to be retweeted
Impressed by our words and not
The teachings of Jesus
Hard to tell the old in the faith
Meet us where meat is
If we don't ever grow in the faith
Keep us a fetus
Scriptures we're skimming through
Keep a few literate
Rather have that half and half
Preach that 2 percent to us
Maybe speak lactaid, maybe rhyme Similac
But, if you rap steak
It's "I ain't into that"
It's too deep man the streets won't get it
It's too big and the streets want midgets
Message never change and the
Method ain't offensive
So it ain't how I rap man
It's really what the gift is
I was givin' the Gospel, not as a ritual
But for me to steward that life to men
So if I've hidden the Gospel
Only givin' a little
Then I'm a bad steward to the mice and men
Now I'm not saying I'm the
Consignment deliverer of Scripture
But don't put so much emphasis on
Me that you miss the
Point that I'm gettin' to
Bible was missin' bruh
Uh, uh, that's word to my peoples
I'm just tryin' to bring the
Word to my peoples
Uh, uh, that's word to my peoples
I'm just tryin' to bring the
Word to my peoples
Uh, uh, that's word to my peoples
I'm just tryin' to bring the
Word to my peoples
Uh, uh, that's word to my peoples
Word, w-word, w-word, word

I did a show back in Cleveland, Ohio
That really had me contemplating leaving Ohio
Taking my talents down to
South Beach from Ohio
I was embarrassed like I
Pee-peed on my clothes
The scene was nightmarish
Was I dreaming with eyes closed?
I just came to bring a message from the text
But all they wanted was the
Same thing from their iPhone
Stevie Jobs' drones, heads down
Not praying but made me wanna hang it up
Beep from a dial tone
But then I thought of the King
That's seated by God's throne
And how He was beat, stabbed
And leaked from His side so
I hit the stage and I
Picked up the microphone
Tested 1-2, wasn't off so I was on
Boldly professed that the King is awesome
I looked to my left, seen some people yawning
I looked to my right
They said "He is boring"
Then back to my left
They moved to sleep from yawning
Am I speaking foreign
In preaching the Gospel?
Or speaking to foreigners that
Speakee no Bible?
I ain't speaking their language
To me this is dangerous
When the people abstain from truth
To seek entertainment
Like Jesus a side show, to me this is vital
To pledge my allegiance to God, so
I am a rider, I give my all
Call me Mariah, singing them high notes
I'm preaching the Gospel
In season and out yo god's?
If you're watering down the seed
It will not grow
And you cannot reap what is not sown
Just like you cannot eat what is not grown
I give you what you need but may not want
The Bible

Rappers, constant concerts
Where the 808's louder
And it's not a concert, unless you crowd surf
People leaving out the concert
Like "Wowzers" they should be more wowed by
What was not heard
Pastors, budgets, buildings
And butts in the pews
But cats leaving out your building
Like "What's the good news?
I mean I got this good feeling
But what's the good news?"
The Bible or tithes yo
So what did you choose?
Don't let your ministry become a hindering
To what is meant to be
A platform for the living
Active Scriptures G so open your mouth and
Let the Scriptures speak or better yet
Shut your mouth then let the Scriptures speak
It's better said when the Trinity
Uses men who weak as vessels and
In the strength have seen
Faithless, faith get
As they hear and then believe
But see they won't believe if
We never Scripture preach
And we can't Scripture preach if
We never Scripture read
If we don't dig our feet into the riches
Mr deeds don't miss the thing that makes
Mr filthy Mr clean
Skipping on this wisdom is silly as Mr bean
Word, if we don't stand on His fullness
We fail on E
And that's more than just a misdemean-or
That's word to my peoples na na na na
So turn the pages love
And see the writing on your heart
It never changes love
Let it guide you like the stars
So turn the pages love
And see the writing on your heart
It never changes love (No no)
Let it guide you like the stars
So turn the pages love
And see the writing on your heart
It never changes love (No no)
So let it guide you like the stars