Ain't Ready Lyrics

Uhh, they don't wanna battle

They ain't ready for the battle, uh-uh, uh-uh temple of hip-hop

Listen, listen, listen

Your spirit ain't ready, your church ain't ready

Your bishop ain't ready, your deacons ain't ready

Your choir ain't ready, your ushers ain't ready

At the temple of hip-hop we teach many

Your spirit ain't ready, your church ain't ready

Your bishop ain't ready, your deacons ain't ready

Your choir ain't ready, your ushers ain't ready

At the temple of hip-hop we teach many

Look, to all my people hurtin', all my people searchin'

What we know for sure, God is always workin'

Workin' while you flirtin', workin' while you jerkin'

Workin' while the world is turnin' and these cities burnin'

God is always workin', workin' while you learnin'

Workin' while you ignorant and when you're not concernin'

Christ consciousness, get that, got that

Spit that, rock that, hip that, hop that

You sniff that? Stop that, I give back and got back

Greedy? I'm not that, you needy for that shock rap

Slangin' on the block rap, duckin' where the cops at

I don't know that, but Jesus done copped that

Not that man on the cross, it ain't like that

You must act like the son of God, that's where the lights at

Stop readin' only and start bein' show me

Like the resurrection I'll be back, they can't hold me

The spirit ain't ready, the church ain't ready

The bishop ain't ready, the deacons ain't ready

The choir ain't ready, the ushers ain't ready

At the temple of hip-hop we teach many

The spirit ain't ready, the church ain't ready

The bishop ain't ready, the deacons ain't ready

The choir ain't ready, the ushers ain't ready

At the temple of hip-hop we teach many

One thing's for sure and believe it hurt

It's when the pastor ain't sure, and deceives the church

They don't know God's law, and can't see God at work

So when they see hip-hop, they push it to the back of the church

Like fig trees or figures they don't bear fruit
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They gospel artists, still tryin' to chase that loot

Hear the truth now, I come to enhance the light

They women of God, singin' while they pants is tight?

They not hot, really they, regular

They clothes they flows, all that, secular

What's the difference I could stay in the world and wild

If these church girls wear more makeup than destiny's child

Keep it real christian, some of y'all liftin' ain't likin'

But this is the difference between a christian and a christ-ian

Stop readin' only and start bein show me

Like the resurrection I'll be back, they can't hold me

Listen, listen, listen

Your spirit ain't ready, your church ain't ready

Your bishop ain't ready, your deacons ain't ready

Your choir ain't ready, your ushers ain't ready

At the temple of hip-hop we teach many

Your spirit ain't ready, your church ain't ready

Your bishop ain't ready, your deacons ain't ready

Your choir ain't ready, your ushers ain't ready

At the temple of hip-hop we teach many

Look, spiritual minded, you must find it

Find your spirit and go deep inside it

This goes out to the christ-ians listenin'

This is the flow that, gospel's missin' it's

Urban inspirational rap

We got our own section in the record stores, in our own rack

We respect tradition, from the start

But we now know, the true word of God is written in our heart

We gotta say somethin' to the streets kid

All these churches surroundin' the Devil still ain't defeat it?

They the type to get down, I'm the type to get up

From criminal to spiritual minded, now raise your head up

Let me start, these rappers ain't got God in they heart

All they want is quick money, and a movie part

Let me begin' what, where, why or when

What's the use of double platinum if you're livin' in sin

Hear the truth how long you think you gonna last

Rockin' the mic, without havin' to go back to class?

Now you're forced, to listen to the teacher outrap them

Yes there's life after platinum