歌词：
Church Much Too Much

in the stew And everybody who's going to heaven Would they kindly stand in this queue Because there's far too many And there's much too much When the

's DJ Khaled I got my Black and Red Jordan Retro 6?s on I'm all about gettin' money I love glorifying my hard work Poppin' bottles Shit them hoes love it too

And we buildin four more new towers!!! FUCKERS! [Murphy Lee] Who say St. Louis ain't hip-hop? Dirty we hop to what's hip I'm a lunatic with too much

any old churches Just slept way too much, just slept My mind rejects the frequency, it's static craziness to me Is it a solar fever? The TV man is too

Yo No matter how much money you make Brothers gon talk about you Yeah, no matter who you are, uhh Talk about you.. Niggaz gon talk about you (talk about

opportunity: (Talkin' 'bout my freedom) Talkin' 'bout my freedom, People freedom (freedom) and liberty! Yeah, we've been trodding on the winepress much too long: Rebel, rebel! Yes, we've been trodding on the winepress much too

, this was our son This shepherd young and mild, this unassuming one We all gasp this, can't happen here We're all much too civilized Where can these

burley t'bacca Now he knows it never will My brother's found work in Indiana Sister's a nurse at the old folks home Mama still cooking too much for

He dead off and don't know me, don't tell me you love me When I was lonely and my daddy died all of my niggaz came to the church And thanks for comin