Bishop Bullwinkle Lyrics
"Hell 2 Da Naw Naw"

My name Bishop Bullwinkle
From the First Church of Nothing but the Truth
Deacon Kyle, Deacon George, Deacon Clay
Holding the door, let them in, turn them low
First I want to thank god
For the blood running warm in my veins (That's alright)
Thank god for my life, health and strength
I got a sound mind, I'm not insane (Come on, come on)
I ain't gonna preach too long
Ain't gonna take this service too far
My sermon in the morning
Hell to the naw naw naw (Come on, come on, come on)

[Hook]
Hell naw, to the naw naw naw (Hell to the naw)
Hell to the naw, to the naw naw naw (Listen)

[Verse 2]
Sister Ella, sister Ruth y'all ushering
Make sure that everybody get a seat
Sister Lilly may go in the kitchen
Cause when it gets through I need to eat (Come on)
Fix me collard greens and cornbread and rice
Chicken breast, ox tails on the side (That's alright)
Deacon Frank get my dark truck ready
Cause when it gets through I need a ride
Deacon Big Rob, count the money count the money
Come back tell me what ya raise
I got the people they looking for some blessing
But now God got to get the praise (Woo)
There's an old saying
When the praise go up you get the blessing coming down (Yeah)
I got some peoples in the church, huh
And they still, they still they messing around

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I got peoples in the church they hugging you
They claim that they love you to death (They'll do that)
But time they get home they on the telephone
Talking about they can't stand your breath (Yeah)
I got peoples in the church smoking weed, drinking whiskey
Drinking vodka, lots of gin (What you say?)
I got the preacher with the night prayer leading
Talking about "Can I get a amen" (Talk to 'em)
Every Sunday morning
About a quarter about a half past ten (Come on)
I got some fag, I got some bulldagger
I got some hoes and dope baggers they coming in
And now they're laying at the alter
And they're confes-sing their sins, yeah (Come on Bishop)
Time you see them Monday morning
Doing the same thing again (Come on)

[Hook]

[Verse 4]
I got kids dropping out of school
Talking about they don't want to learn, heh
But they standing on the corner rolling blunts
Talking about come on let's burn (They'll do that)
I got kids walking up and down the street
Pants hanging down by their knees (Look at 'em, look at 'em)
Talking about that they're looking for a job
When I see them I say "jitter bug please"
See all they ever talk about brag about
Who got the biggest and the baddest gun
Time they see the copper with the bubble top
They drop the Glock and want to run (Yeah)
And now the sheriff got them locked up
Got them sitting in the county jail (What now?)
Heard the mama, she was crying all night
Cause you can't get the money for the bail
And now they're mad with the home boys
Cause they didn't put no money in the commissary (Yeah, yeah)
Be glad you're in the jail brother man
Cause you were sure headed for the cemetery (That's a fact)
There's an old saying
That a hard head make a soft behind (Yeah, yeah)
But since you did the crime go on and do the time
Stop the baby crying

[Hook]