Always Got Something to Say

Heavenly Father, I wanna thank You for what You've done for me In my life, I try so hard to be faithful, and I am faithful to You And my soul just running away to You And I want You to grab my hand and hold me Oh, God, I know, I know, I know One of these old days, I'm gonna run away to You Yes, I am Whoa-oh, yes, I am (Oh) make me wanna run away Pack my bags and get away On my knees at night, I pray (oh, down on my knees, I pray) That we will live another day (Thank You for lettin' me live another day) You always got something to say In the kitchen with my kinfolk, cookin' They say the devil always show up when you're not lookin' (ooh) That's why I'm doing God's work, I'll hook 'em with the scripture Then bring it all to life, so everyone can get the picture I'm withcha (oh), see, this is for my folks who hold the fence up The preachers, ministers, deacons, ushers, and the sisters My granny used to say, "Give us our daily bread," (daily bread, yeah) She put it in my heart, and now it's in my head Make me wanna run away Pack my bags and get away On my knees at night, I pray That we will live another day You always got something to say I'm at the park, playin' ball with the children Providing the league, so I can help restore the feeling It's a blessing to give back, so let's keep giving it Walk by faith, and showin' how we livin' it (livin' it) Lovin' it, avoiding the hate Shout out to Ruth for giving birth to Nate That's my homeboy's momma (ooh) We was raised in the Church, we take God with us Do right, don't fight or try to squall with us No weapon formed against me shall prosper And that's fact, truth, man, the Gospel Sittin' on the corner, tryna figure the fall You done got too high, now you're feeling so low I'm just a nobody, tryna tell everybody About somebody (somebody) who could save anybody I remember what my grandma said, "Give us our daily bread" It's in my heart and my head Make me wanna run away Pack my bags and get away On my knees at night, I pray That we will live another day You always got something to say On the block with the homies, and they whoofin' Back in the days, for talkin' back, we got a whoopin' It was all respect, discipline was the key And every Sunday we had church, bowin' down on our knees Lord, please forgive us for the sins that we about to commit I'm tryin' to stay strong, the homie on the payphone Tellin' me he up for parole But what he don't know is life out here was too cold Make me wanna run away (make me wanna run away sometimes) Pack my bags and get away (pack my bags and just fly to skies) On my knees at night, I pray (I'm prayin' for you brother, I'm prayin' for you) That we will live another day ('cause you always got something to say) You always got something to say Yeah The devil will show up But we gon' keep on doin' God's work (ooh, oh-ooh) Yes, I, rebuked the devil (ooh, ooh) Yeah, we covered in the blood (blood) Believe that