Every Sunday Morning
1 verse
My nana said there'd be a time to choose between
Whether you'll follow is lead or live a life of sin that will lead to death
So Sunday we'll be a ten, Service where we attend
So I heard the great stories of Jesus of Nazareth
Floors filled with silhouettes, thrown needles on the steps
Crooks caught on videotape, Juveniles that carry techs
She encourage me to always maintain in a religious sect
Just because I'm from the gutter, did mean I had to be the next
I knew that' she was right, but I never listened though
I was at the trap playing Nintendo 64
Mom caught me with a burner, can you tell me what you need it for?
You so far from the child that we used to know
When through the darkest days, went through the coldest summers
That's when shots crucified an acquaintance and his oldest brother
Word to my mother, got to make it out this gutter
Sunday school student turned to a gunner?
Hook
That shouldn't be me
Couldn't had been me
But never be said that I didn't said how you could win
The only relief is him
Chorus
EVERY SUNDAY MORNING
I can hear his calling
Telling me son come back to me...
Cuz you belong to me....
You belong with me....
You belong to me...
You belong to me, with my Blood I'll wash away your sins
Open up your heart and let me in
2 verse
Early December if I don't fail to remember
Slanging by the bodega till the morning splendor
Sworn as a member my agenda I was down for whatever
To either die as a gangster or live as a youth offender
Who would had ever predicted this weather
Nana turning on her grave, say Jay I thought you knew better
Uncle prayed for salvation, beg my soul to surrender
Jesus Christ' return is closer than ever
And I
Knew that he was right, but I never listened though
I was aiming at the lady screaming from the mini store
Wasn't going to hurt nobody, tell me what you did it for?
I just need a minute more!
Did I ignore, to mention that the cops were coming
Forget about it man just hurry up and grab the money
Let me ask you, don't you find it funny
How God's children turn to Satan's dummies.
Hook
That shouldn't been me
Never be me
And never be said that I didn't said how you could win
The only relief is Him
Chorus
EVERY SUNDAY MORNING
I could hear his calling
Telling me son, come back to me
Cuz you belong to me
You belong to me
Bridge
How can you judge me for
Mistakes that I did before
Was you young and I didn't know
Better believe me,
I'm not the man y'all used to know