Fatin - Let My People Go lyrics

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Fatin - Let My People Go lyrics

[Hook] 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 [Verse 1] Spit miraculously, sip Dracula's blood exist 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 mischievous Devious, from Satan's grip to lead us Won't retract the facts then act facetious In fact the raps 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 wondering how they become underachievers One of the best the perennial key note speaker I got it, You want it, come get it so I'll flaunt it And I will show you a way So let my people go today [Hook] [Verse 2] They're trying to sell lies to the people huh Knowing it's hard times for the people huh I'll knock your a** unconscious 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 trying to learn your monkey a**, I'm trying to reach you now But still your like who's this dude Return to fix, shape the game like Rubik's cube Chicks see he's brolic now ruthless too Spit the gospel on wax, what he chooses to do Damn 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 today's music is suitable and appealing Then I'm telling you the feelings are not mutual [Hook] [Verse 3] Young children pull your pants on up Who wants to see the crack of your a** and see your bu*t You need to let it off, the people go Past the collection plates and give me all of my dough And if you're wondering what's under my robe An old rusty a** .38 snub nose And just because you're thinking that my sh** don't work That's a (Gunshot) Go on and try robbing my church [Hook]