Pharoahe Monch - Let My People Go lyrics

[Chorus]: 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) 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 racks 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 away So let my people go today [Chorus] There trying so 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 indisputable logic for blasting through your speaker now I'm tying to learn your monk 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 Chick seems 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 [Chorus] 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 - all - the people - go Pa** the collection plates and give me all of my dough And if your wondering what's under my robe An old rusty a** .38 snub nose And just because your thinking my sh** don't work That's a (*gunshot*) Go on and try robbing my church! [Chorus]