Sinatra Osm - BadMan Lyrics

All, all, all that time you spendin' Robin
You should be mentoring them kids Joker
Steady plotting, your heart is rotten
If only you could use your mind for good
Riddler me this
Don't you think you could
Badman

All that time you spending robbing
You should be mentoring them kids
Joker steady plotting, your heart is rotten
If only you could use your mind for good
Riddler me this
Don't you think you should
(Mentor them kids)

All, all, all that time you spending grinding
Like time's rewinding
Your flow is smooth
But it's blinding, keeping em' dark
If only you knew the whole Truth
Answer me this
Don't you think you should (whoo)
(Mentor them kids)

And the biz is this
This you don't wanna' miss
If ya' got no hand in the Gospel
You're slittin' your wrist
It aint just a risk
They're guaranteed to forget ya'
When the, Saints art' erased
Sraight drawn out the picture, did ya'
Let some teacher confuse your beliefs (no)
Whether at the school house or out on them streets (no)
Was it, pops was missing or your mom wasn't there (yeah)
Now you're living in pity, cause you don't gotta' care (yeah)
There, there
Let me instruct you on the Way you should go
It's been, preached in your heart time and time before
There's a, mission you've got whether or not you know
That clock ain't slow
Forget about the half-time show
Your lease on Life is almost due
You got few hours to go
Put in that work
Get on your job like the T after O
Extra credit is coming at the end of the road
For those who study abroad but only pass the narrow way
Way back then even that Scarecrow had brains to believe (oooh)
And when he, opened his mind
Well, it was all full of trees
But remember this please
Somewhere too far away
There's a place where the Spirit must stay someday
Yes it is
Who taught us that the Soul exist?
Was it an inner voice, or the scientists?
College professors, rich atheist or fallen pastors with lies on their lips?
Or the Holy Son with holes in His wrist?
My God
This aint the hook, but I gotta' say this
My God's a Hebrew man with two holes in His wrist
My God
Son of Man with two holes in His wrist
My God
Holy Lamb with the holes in His wrist
MY GOD
I know it hurts, but I gotta' sadist
My God's a Holy Jew with the holes in His wrist
A head with a crown with the thorns that they twist
A Prophet they missed, the Savior they dissed
Hebrew man with two holes in His wrist
More holey than swiss, more cheddar than swiss
More armies than Swiss
All of the riches of this world and the next are His
So why be hell bent on gaining all this
Your hands are dirty with more mud than pigs
More Blood than Crips
More slime than licks
More crimes and flips
With nines for whips
Or you want more shine and glitz
On a screen that flicks When your idol twits
All of his pointless blips from his mind's lips
You follow those with no holes in their wrists
Those tripple-tongued double-talk serpents with two holes in their lips
Listen Kids, you've been taught, that it is what it is
But it ain't what it is, I mean what it seems
It's more than a dream
This thing we call Life is reality
And someday soon, you'll be judged for everything
All carnality
Now teach the kids

All, all, all that time you spendin' Robin'
You should be mentoring them kids Joker
Steady plotting, your heart is rotten
If only you could use your mind for good
Riddler me this
Do you think you could

We gonna' move to another level
(uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
It's time to wake up people
(Start showing these kids)
Israel, it's time to turn back to the Truth
There's an awakening taking place
Hebrews, Hebrews
Come out of the slumber
We've been asleep for fall too long
Check this

Okay, your soul is in danger
Miss me with unrighteous anger
This Truth is 360 degrees so it hits ya' from every angle
Your star, ain't even spangled
That fallen wicked angel
Got all, ya'll boys entangled
In feelings that won't be existing when we start living with angels
Yeah, looking at angles
I'm gonna' be judging the angels
The Saints will be judging the angels
But, that ain't for the now
Cause ya'll ain't ready for the yet, yet
Ready get set, we headed for a space your mind ain't sought yet
Thoughts higher than your consciousness
Deeper than your pocket lints
Realer than your ghetto friends
If you know the definition of ghetto, you'll take no offense
Me myself am one of them
Slum dog from the trailer parks
Ghetto by defnition
Shalom my friend, barucha'ta
Shalawam to you and all of them
All praises to AhaYah and Ya'ShaYah
That's the Son He sent
Hebrew language now within
Time to seek all righteousness
The Kingdom's close, I'm talking His
His and all His Hebrew kids
Oh Lord
We've been deceived since Genesis
Back since, Genesis the Genesis

You a bad girl and your friend's bad too
Remix, Sinatra Osm remix
But that's okay, they can make it in too
You a bad girl and your friend's bad too
Remix, Sinatra Osm remix
But that's okay, they can make it in too

If you get saved, you will get in
To Paradise above, yeah
(Praise Jesus)...