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Lyrics:
Well I'm as ugly as sin, that is to say I'm not good lookin'
But I can bust some ska, in fact the rhythm rhyme is cookin'
Brighten up your soul and loosen up your brain
Make my heartbeat all fast like the girl from plain Jane
Now please allow me to proceed and bust my rude boy flow
On the underground scene at the underground show
Grownups, kids and inbetweens I guess it takes all kinds
'Cause I guess we got true love, my blood, my blood true love is blind
One purpose is to worship and to make the body strong
I don't care about your haircut, can't we all just get along?
Not just get along, but to really love and care
If your eyes are on the Lord you can't see nobody's hair
Adonai Adonai!
Well I don't claim to be a rhymin' apparatus
I don't want to be a gangster, I don't want to be the baddest
I ain't no Al Pacino and I ain't no Al Capone
I'm just a rude boy with a new toy
Add two speakers and a microphone
So listen up, listen up and make sure that you can hear me
I'm your brother and I'm your friend so come on and get near me
I'm a sinner just like all of you don't make me into an idol
I'm a preacher, I'm a saint and sinner, guess I fit the titles
Gotta keep a humble heart, because my good is not enough
Jehova Jireh gotta give the glory up up up
To Y'shua me salvitore
Gotta give you all the glory God, I give you all my fears
God I give you all my years
You're my God and I will bow, I'll show all the proud people how
You're my God and I will bow, in fact I think I'll bow right now
Adonai Adonai!
© 1996 The O.C. Supertones / Tooth and Nail Records
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