Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lyfe Jennings
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Johann Sebastian Bach
Composer
Chester Jennings
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lyfe Jennings
Producer
Mike Tschupp
Assistant Engineer
James Cruz
Mastering Engineer
Rich Keller
Mixing Engineer
Jason Agel
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Yo this is to all y'all
Yo this is to all y'all good church going people
Talking about folks and don't be living right yourself
Y'all know who y'all is
[Verse 2]
Hmm-mmm-mmm
Lord they really think they fooling you
By coming to church on Sunday
Praying and laying hands on folks
Stomping and jumping around faking the Holy Ghost
But it's a thin line between walking it and talking it
And living it and giving it or just pretending it's alright
And do they really think that they could pull the wool over your eyes, Lord?
Do they really think that by faking they were saved that
They will get the same reward?
[Verse 3]
This be the realest thing I ever wrote for sure
And after this a lotta folks won't like me no more
But after this I'm gonna go answer to you Lord, so I
[Verse 4]
Made up my mind
I'ma go to church on Sunday
And sing a song that may hurt somebody's feelings so that
Maybe thine will will be done
On Earth as it is in Heaven
And, uh, hopefully they will see
How much they really be discouraging a little old sinner like me
[Verse 5]
And Lord, who they think they jiving?
By singing these songs full of glory
But out in the world it's a different story
I'm running outta people to pray for me
And I'm not trying to act like I'm a perfect man
But if you speak about it you should be about it
Not just preach about it all day
'Cause if you do you run the risk of chasing
Some of the most beautiful people away
And it is never my intention to discourage you
Rather encourage you to change your life today
[Verse 6]
This be the realest thing I ever had to say
And after this a lotta folks won't like me no more
But after this I'm gonna go answer to you Lord, so I've
[Verse 7]
Made up my mind
I'ma go to church on Sunday
And sing a song that may hurt somebody's feelings so that
Maybe thine will will be done
On Earth as it is in Heaven
And, uh, hopefully they will see
How much they really be discouraging a little old sinner like me
[Verse 8]
Yeah, ain't none of y'all gotta clap for me
Yeah, your mama
[Verse 9]
Hey, and then after 10 years and some odd months
They finally said where they letting a brother go
One of the happiest days of my life
And that night I laid in my bed and I just reminisced over
You know, all the things that happened in my life, you know
And, and, and I was just, I just, finally they gave me back my life
Written by: Johann Sebastian Bach