text: Deep in the steaming jungle
  The eerie sound of the voodoo drums tell us that
  This is the night
  My confess
  We sinners lord
  Dez only 1
  Book you got cooked 
  God sent you some warriors
  Plus we tellers of the stories
  Book you got cooked 
  Check it out, uh
  If in this life
  I strive to please Him
  In this day and night
  Im not always right
  Even when Im wrong
  You should be afraid to anger Him
  Cause you could be gone
  Him dont need us
  Its the other way round
  Do you know what Im talking about
  When I say Him, clown?
  You cant look at nobody
  And say thats Him
  Cause Hes invisible
  Yet visible, this is critical
  Relying on our own abilities you lose
  You need him
  To help make your bumpy ride a cruise
  Ask Magic about him
  Or any strong believer
  Hes the quarterback
  We the receivers
  Catching blessings
  Better than touchdowns
  I seek him when
  Niggas wanna buck me down
  Him holds many holy titles
  Him has many names
  Him has many bibles
  The devil cant deal with Him, uh
  He tempted me but you see
  Im still with Him
  Listen close
  All brothers are men
  Him is responsible for all colors and kin
  I bust with Him
  If only I can fully trust in Him
  Im glad to be stuck with Him
  Rather have Him than money
  Im serious
  Hell get you once you become curious
  Lord, give me happy, long life
  Real good sex with the wife
  No traveling with bodyguards
  Its just a real nigga godly entourage
  God sent you some warriors
  Plus we tellers of the stories
  Book you got cooked 
  See
  My relationship with the God
  Is kind of odd
  The nigga the B-I-G wont part
  Feeling the presence up in my heart
  But never no chicken to the nigga
  In on that style like that
  Talking about the way the Lord
  Be lifting these burdens up off my back
  Better that I bust raps
  The way that I cut that
  Ho you couldnt
  You trying too hard, you better find Him
  Im hoping you understood it
  Could it be 
  The niggas around the way
  Dont really be thinking about the consequences
  Under the circumstances
  Until you pinch them
  Then a nigga be one to listen 
  Cause you woke that ass up
  Yoke that ass up
  Proving the man in the sky
  That holds that ass up
  But its over now
  He cut off
  Some niggas done broke you clean off
  But got to get on your knees
  And praise the only
  Now your soul lost
  Now, OK, now
  The sun shines
  The moon glows
  The wind blows
  The rain falls
  But that aint all
  My heart thumps on a rhythm yall
  And birds call
  And two can fall madly in love
  Oh, I think grow
  They stop and stare in awe
  Because we in his likeness
  Hoping and praying that one-day
  In the lab they might just
  Stumble on some kind of way
  To create human beings
  So far
  Human kind is the only thing Im seeing
  Dez only 1
  God sent you some warriors
  Plus we tellers of the stories
  Book you got cooked