Everlast - God Wanna Lyrics
I said God wanna fill my heartThe devil wanna wear my skinTime to get the party started, everybody jump in(You got it)God wanna fill my heartThe devil wanna wear my skinTime to get the party started, everybody jump in(You got it)I'm gonna bounce, rock, skate, tune in, drop out, demotivateRenegotiate for the proper rateSome that push weight have to go upstateAnd *****ing jail bait is statutory rapeAnd don't you never get your ass caught on tapeThis ain't New York, there ain't no escapeAnd Supermans just another pimp in a capeAnd even if both your eyes come up snakeIt's time to get wise, rise, and cut the cakeDon't take much for the Earth to quakeSo watch what you clutch when you're on the takeI'm trying to tell you, God wanna fill my heartThe devil wanna wear my skinTime to get the party started, everybody jump in(You got it)God wanna fill my heartThe devil wanna wear my skinTime to get the party started, everybody jump in(You got it)I don't know where I'm going, I hardly know where I've beenThe only thing I know for sure, the party's 'bout to begin(You got it)A thousand angels dancing, all on the head of a pinSome people live for righteousness, some people live for sin(You got it)God wanna fill my heartThe devil wanna wear my skinTime to get the party started, everybody jump in(You got it)God wanna fill my heartThe devil wanna wear my skinTime to get the party started, everybody jump in(You got it)Everybody jump in, Lord, everybody jump inEverybody jump in, Lord, everybody jump in(You got it)Yo, I'm a pimp, I'm a thief, I'm a killer, I'm a dealerI'm a holy man, preacher, I'm a teacher, I'm a healerI'm a mover, I'm a shaker, I'm a giver, I'm a takerI'm a longtime, bonafide, big money makerI'm a winner, I'm a loser, I'm a begger, I'm a chooserI'm a thug, I'm a boozer, I'm a chronic drug userI've been rapping, I've been mixingI'm facting and I'm fictionI'm a walking, talking, living, breathing contradictionI'm working for my God, but I'm playing with the devilDon't act like you can see me, 'cuz I'm on another levelI'm a mic burner, not a Trik TurnerI'll act like Ike Turner, then I'll treat you like TinaGod wanna fill my heartThe devil wanna wear my skinTime to get the party started, everybody jump in(You got it)God wanna fill my heartThe devil wanna take my soulDaddy got a broken heart, the party's gotten out of controlThe party's gotten out of control, y'all, the party's gotten out of controlThe party's gotten out of control, y'all, the party's gotten out of control(You got it)(You got it)
