Praise God

That she wrote, Speech to the Young: Speech to the Progress Toward
Say to them, say to the down-keepers, the sun-slappers
The self-soilers, the harmony-hushers
Even if you are not ready for the day, it cannot always be night
Serve, flex, I do work (work), six, I'm like Mike
He's out of sight, woo, you done got me piped
Two-man like Ike, six out the spot (uh, uh)
Into the night
Yeah, I'm shaking the drop (drop)
I'm still up on top (aight)
I been had the bop (ooh-ooh)
The devil my opp, can't pay me to stop (It's lit)
My God at the top (La Flame)