paroles de chanson Streets of Philadelphia - DJ Official , R. Swift

Yall aint, yall aint, yall aint really ready (yeaaah)
Yall aint, yall aint, yall aint really ready (yeaaah)
Yall aint, yall aint, yall aint really ready (yeaaah)
Yall aint, yall aint, yall aint really ready (yeaaah)

Im a alien, outta dis world I don't fit in thats cus im on mission but not my own mission I take ma orders from the one who's on the thrown given warnings He's coming back? and dome splittin they roam thinkin they can atone for they own sin den I say Jesus is the way needless to say they don't listen, I let em be in hopes the Holy Ghost will let em see they desperate need for the one who died on that tree lookin like the letter T, its a pity sin got the city on smash, the committee with to put that sin on blast, to the Philly hustler in the Philly guttas to the white collar politicians makin dollars n filibusters (yeah) we goin hard tellin em God's wrath is comin jus like in the days of Noah's arc, and thats cus the missions on ma mind, sunday just one day man I'm a Christian all the time, I'm on mission

Yall aint, yall aint, yall aint really ready (yeaaah)

UH, Dag its like they hate us, on mission on site armies couldn't tame us, grace and theres no compromise cant change us, pitch true fast ball status no change ups, they lack life see these brothas gettin killed yea ma city wild'n out but I see it as a mission field, murder rate be goin up like every year smoked out eyes drooped cant see clear, homie dats why we hear in the 21 fith(5) to give em truth that ma crew run wit who gon ride, it real in the field aint got time to hide, feet up in the streets step up out that suit and tie, wow they don't want Christ at all darkness all in em we cant walk wit lights off, yeah thats why ma mic's turned on, on mission puttin all hearts to the cross yeah (uh)

Yall aint, yall aint, yall aint really ready (yeaaah)
Yall aint, yall aint, yall aint really ready (yeaaah)
Yall aint, yall aint, yall aint really ready (yeaaah)
Yall aint, yall aint, yall aint really ready (yeaaah)
Yall aint, yall aint, yall aint really ready (yeaaah)
Yall aint, yall aint, yall aint really ready (yeaaah)
Yall aint, yall aint, yall aint really ready (yeaaah)
Yall aint, yall aint, yall aint really ready (yeaaah)

Pay attention get focused listen to every sentence cus in a minute it'll be hot like every kitchen, the percentage of some of yall drawlin already skitzin you flippin like ur phone or u? on your misses I aint wit it, so I do the opposite of sittin hit the train like collision on the block were they pitchin, give em God like dem scriptures you know the bottom line they either fine wit religion or dey want dem dolla signs, they either blind cus dey iggnat (ignorant) or cus they holla why, in any case they need to chase Him so He don't holla bye, I aint liein philly mob keep ma eyes on lion cus in the streets dey get beef n fry it wit da iron, crime risen like a siren on a cop car passin they pop off blastin leave em rock star status, n dem young boys knockin wat dey old heads is passin em dey trapin, satans got dem trapped n we on mission

Fist in the air man Philly is where I reign from strong island new york the city were I came from, stuck were I stand ma city ma mission fight continuously no endin in sight (sight), I don't front on what I give em, never bin da type, muzzle me never He is not limited to hype,(yeah) death is limited through His strips so wit tight flows dey'll end up point em right, got em, right wit da burden of Philly on ma shoulders written n prayin the words of the author rocks em, so don't get it confused he is sovereign n just as much as He's peace He's a problem Yeaaaa