Lets have a little church up in here
How ya doin, this is Kirk Franklin
Sharin with my sisters Cheryl, Sandi, and De De
With Sounds of Blackness
Everybody talkin about keeping it real, huh
Well I got the real for ya
One time for your holy mind
Come on, hold on, yes
Hold on, dont let go (Rock on)
My God and dont you know (Be strong)
You got the power if you look deep inside (The flow yall)
Just let God be your light (Rock on)
And Hell make it alright (Be strong)
Dont let go, dont let go (Keep on, uh, yeah, keep it flowin yall)
You struggle through your days, workin then you out
If God aint in charge, thats all it be about
No doubt, oh yeah, listen to this here
If he got my back then whom shall I fear
Forgive, forget, the tears and the sorrow
Keep your head up, because theres always tomorrow
Put the Lord first, be strong, you cant go wrong
Love is on the way if you just pray, and hold on
Met jealous people, prayed (Tell it) I wouldnt make it
But opportunity knocked (Ha), I had to take it
Never fake it, cuz I be down with the King
Hes running everything (So I sing), like the family
When you feel the pressure (Goin on) and you stressed
Your life is in a mess, this is just a test
God is with you, so people be strong
You can take the whole world on (Now keep it moving)
I aint trippin over nothin (Thats right), I count my blessings
Studyin my words (Uh-huh), steady tryin to learn my lesson (Yeah)
Theres madness in this world, check me out, I aint stressin (Word)
Knowledge is the key, joy and peace, the essence (True that)
Do unto others, dont disrespect your mothers
Lend a helping hand to your sisters and your brothers
Trust God, uh, thats all you gotta do
Hell take care of you, now all praises due
All praises due to the Most High (To the Most Hight)
To the Most High heed your prayer to the sky
(You gotta keep your head up to the sky)
So you wanna know why
Praise the Lord everyday, thats how I get high
I, uh, just get by
Cant do me nothin cuz God is on my side
All praises due to the Most High (To the Most Hight)
To the Most High heed your prayer to the sky
(You gotta keep your head up to the sky)
Said you gotta keep your head
I said you gotta keep your head up to the sky
Oh, come on, have a little church with me
Come on
He brought me through some hard times, it was mad, rough (No doubt)
I thought I couldnt handle it, uh, I had enough
But all praises due to the Most High
You kept me alive when I could have died (Come on)
My God, I think I got to say, Halleluia
You still loved me, when I never even knew ya
Heres to the Man, clap your hands to the song
Sounds of Blackness, Salt and Pepa say, Peace yall
And hold on
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