Just so y'all know, this is meant to be a rap song. So yeah. :-) HOLLA!
“I Hope to See Y’all (In Shangri-La)” by Kanibus King
If you could ask God for one thing,
What would it be?
Would you pray for talent or wealth,
Or the power to see?
See into a man’s soul
See his whole life flash
Do you think you could take it?
Would your finite mind last?
Watch a man getting’ slaughtered
While he’s daughter’s gettin’ raped
Watch some friggin’ genocide
Is it too much for you to take?
These are God’s children
He has to watch this every day
He watches a baby’s life
Gettin’ torn away
Go watch a fetus die
In an abortion clinic
Then you tell me that ain’t murder
Come on, bro, and get wit it
The power to choose, huh?
Well I choose life
And there’s no need for all this killin’
Put away yo gats and knives
God watches people diein’, killin’
Watches old folks lyin’, illin’
Will you join da haters or join the elite?
Feel his righteous words echoin’ off da street (Yo!)
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Feel his power, feel his sweet love
Feel his warmth from way up above
All you preachers, preach it loud
All you Christians, say it proud
Do you want to be with our God?
Will you preach it? Fa-la-la!
Everyone, I hope to see y’all…in Shangri-La
Do ya think you could handle his J-O-B?
Ya want da responsibility?
You think ya wanna be G-O-D?
I don’t think so!
Get outta H-E-R-E!
He’ll make a dead man walk
He’ll make a blind man see
I hear da streets are paved with gold
Way up there in Shangri-La
Take me way up there
I wanna get so much high-a
I wanna feel his light
For down here, it’s so dark
Some little kid gettin’ bit to death
By some shark
The mafia’s at it again
Someone wearin’ concrete shoes
Someone else gettin’ strangled
They were found cold and blue
Someone else dies of cancer
Who could be da next one?
Someone else hung himself
After killin’ his wife and his son
Steroid overdose and a heart-attack
Someone else gettin’ shot up
He was on da wrong end of a gack
Preachers are molesters
Priests have turned gay
Religion’s becoming corrupt
We all need to pray (Take me away!)
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You think ya know a thing or two?
Think you can prove me wrong?
You’d rather hear me spittin’
Some other southwest song
Well dis here’s my album
Juggalos and ‘lettes should feel dis
But if you’s a hater,
I got a butt you can kiss
I’m just takin’ a quick break
Relaxin’ for a minute
I wanna see my fans in Shangri-La
We all maxin’ while we kick it
I may sound evil
And I scare little kids
And I rap wit an evil sound
But I’ll be forgiven of my sins
See, there’s a God who loves you
Just don’t cha dare lose faith
On your heart, doubt of him,
There should be no trace
Follow all of God’s teachings
And bask in Faygo showers
And remember dat dis feeling
Is all from God’s great power! (In our final hour!)
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[Chorus (Slow)]
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