Let's have a little church up in here
How ya doin', this is Kirk Franklin
Sharin' with my sisters Cheryl, Sandi, and De De
With Sounds of Blackness
Everybody talkin' about keeping it real, huh
Well I got the real for ya
One time for your holy mind
Come on, hold on, yes
Hold on, don't let go Rock on
My God and don't you know Be strong
You got the power if you look deep inside The flow y'all
Just let God be your light Rock on
And He'll make it alright Be strong
Don't let go, don't let go Keep on, uh, yeah, keep it flowin' y'all
You struggle through your days, workin' then you out
If God ain't in charge, that's all it be about
No doubt, oh yeah, listen to this here
If he got my back then whom shall I fear
Forgive, forget, the tears and the sorrow
Keep your head up, because there's always tomorrow
Put the Lord first, be strong, you can't go wrong
Love is on the way if you just pray, and hold on
Met jealous people, prayed Tell it I wouldn't make it
But opportunity knocked Ha, I had to take it
Never fake it, cuz I be down with the King
He's running everything So I sing, like the family
When you feel the pressure Goin' on and you stressed
Your life is in a mess, this is just a test
God is with you, so people be strong
You can take the whole world on Now keep it moving
I ain't trippin' over nothin' That's right, I count my blessings
Studyin' my words Uh huh, steady tryin' to learn my lesson Yeah
There's madness in this world, check me out, I ain't stressin' Word
Knowledge is the key, joy and peace, the essence True that
Do unto others, don't disrespect your mothers
Lend a helping hand to your sisters and your brothers
Trust God, uh, that's all you gotta do
He'll take care of you, now all praises due
All praises due to the Most High To the Most Hight
To the Most High heed your prayer to the sky
You gotta keep your head up to the sky
So you wanna know why
Praise the Lord everyday, that's how I get high
I, uh, just get by
Can't do me nothin' cuz God is on my side
All praises due to the Most High To the Most Hight
To the Most High heed your prayer to the sky
You gotta keep your head up to the sky
Said you gotta keep your head
I said you gotta keep your head up to the sky
Oh, come on, have a little church with me
Come on
He brought me through some hard times, it was mad, rough No doubt
I thought I couldn't handle it, uh, I had enough
But all praises due to the Most High
You kept me alive when I could have died Come on
My God, I think I got to say, Halleluia
You still loved me, when I never even knew ya
Here's to the Man, clap your hands to the song
Sounds of Blackness, Salt and Pepa say, Peace y'all
And hold on