Church

[Spike Lee] Peace, this is Spike Lee A.k.a. Shelton Jackson Lee A.k.a. loving husband and father Of Tonya and Satchel and Jackson I'm here with De La Soul A.k.a. De La, a.k.a. The Plugs We're about to get in this song, "Church" A.k.a. "It's Reality"! Hey yo, wake up! Wipe the sleep from ya eye cracks It's time to focus y'all, fix ya I-MAX In other words, listen to the brother's words Ingest these anecdotes with hope! And ya ass, may learn how to cope! It's not always good just to get by Who's coverin' ya stakes when ya bet high? You're cha-sin', cars, clothes and rocks Identify with the goods you got Make sure it's V-S-One, not And perfect, leavin' you one clear I really don't care to see ya tattoos there I'd rather see you graduate the school year Black folk, go put a book in ya face But first give the hook a taste Bring the preacher in! [Repeat: x2] Heal! Heal, y'all! We comin' healin'! {It's real!} It's real! {It's real!} It's real! It's realer than real, realer than real It's a sick world that we live in, let some tell it Some put it in books, some yell it You need to make your own choice, be your own voice Set ya soap-box up, let your talk fight Pull ya socks up, get ya walk right Or the chalk might outline ya one day You oughta try steppin' outside you one day You circle round yourself like you the answer To the question of your inner son But keep ya falsehoods to a minimum (minimum *echoes*) We all need a little church A life update, keyword, update If they don't serve change, don't bite the bait Instead of givin' you a share, servin' you a dish I lead you to the water, show you how to fish Ain't nothin' wrong makin' that bread wid'it But don't let the bread get to ya head, geddit? Admit it, when you can't stand alone I want to stand up, give all the pretend up And get a full blast of my demands of The rhyme runner said the man's come There's something in our words that reveal (reveal) Sure 'nough real! Heal y'all! We come to heal! So let it heal you!(It's real!) It's real! (It's real!) It's real! It's realer than real, realer than real Heal y'all! We gonna heal it! So let it heal! (It's real!) It's real! (It's real!) So real! It's realer than real, for real, for real The early bird gets the worm in this rotten apple But explore deep and you will the find the seed Plant more ether, get your mind free We roll passionate, put your lights last in it You're holding fear too close, unfasten it! And like old age invades youth Invade falseness with truth Replace rebelling with rebirth Face new dwelling, that's your turf Lean back and put your feet up on the sofa Relax! (Relax!) learn how to punch back And do your work to the max The payoff's much sweeter than the payback Even the hay sack needle wouldn't play that So let's pray at, church (church) Heal! Heal, y'all! We comin' healin'! {It's real!} It's real! {It's real!} It's real! It's realer than real, realer than real Heal y'all! We comin' healin'! So let it heal! {It's real!} It's real! {It's real!} It's real! It's realer than real, realer than real [Repeat: x6] Reality! Reality real! Real! You know what I mean? Rap outsold crack You know, so rap, or hip-hop culture However you want to dice it, you know what I'm sayin' It's the most powerful drug there is, man It changed corporate America, it changed the way you feel about me It change the way I, I do my thing now Busta was the one who came out, on the award show and said that Hip-hop provides jobs for people who don't even love the shit I mean, come one man, I mean what else is there to say?