Good Lord

I said the good Lord made me what I am and I play this game for keeps

Got to use what I have to get what I want, all the dreamer got is his dream

And the good Lord made me what I am and I play the hand I'm dealt

Said sometimes the hardest thing to be in this world is just yourself

Best believe the Qur'an influenced all of my songs

My fans run and tattoo 'em all on they arms

Wanna travel, be there every time I perform

Now look me in my eye and tell me, how am I wrong?

And who would of thought

Just givin 'em the truth from my heart, both the ugly and the beautiful part

Would give 'em food from thought, let 'em chew it apart

And they'd all crowd around me and my movement would start

And how you gonna hate me for being what God made me?

It's not a game, I ain't sayin it playfully

They relate to the joy and the pain in me

And seein me make it be watchin a slave get free

Holler like Bilal in the tower

Hiya ala al fallah, Allah is the power

Givin voice to the dream and let it be seen

I admit it's obscene but deen recognize deen

So it isn't pristine when I spit a sixteen

Clean words don't describe the (shit) that I've seen

But layin in the alley, I whispered to Shahada

Bullets fly by from the drive by

So Imam Mohammed might pound on the podium

Popmaster Fabel work it out on the linoleum

Chappelle bust funnies, Mos Def bust rhymes

Muhammad Ali is the greatest of all time

I said the good Lord made me what I am and I play this game for keeps

Got to use what I have to get what I want, all the dreamer got is his dream

And the good Lord made me what I am and I play the hand I'm dealt

Said sometimes the hardest thing to be in this world is just yourself

Something spiritual happen when them hands get to clappin

Can you tell me, what language do you laugh in?

The human reaction of smiles and cries

What language are the tears when they're fallin from your eyes?

You've probably seen the sunrise hundreds of times

But let a painter paint it or a poet describe

The very moment where heaven and Earth might collide

And God let the breath of life come outside

Uh, Satan doubted it, angels bowed to it

I'm so beautifully human and I'm proud of it

Soul of a soldier, heart of a scholar

I wrote this poem with the blood of a martyr

Imam Mohammed might pound on the podium

Popmaster Fabel work it out on the linoleum

Chappelle bust funnies, Mos Def bust rhymes

Muhammad Ali is the greatest of all time

I said the good Lord made me what I am and I play this game for keeps

Got to use what I have to get what I want, all the dreamer got is his dream

And the good Lord made me what I am and I play the hand I'm dealt

Said sometimes the hardest thing to be in this world is just yourself

A lot of cats

Get up in an age around

In their early 30's

And they start to think of like lifetime companionship

And that's when they start to meet ladies who

Are not too prone to trust anybody

And they got plenty of history to prove to you

Why they shouldn't trust nobody

I didn't know you then, when all that stuff was goin down

Put them other cats away man

And let me try to make somethin in your life