Temple chords and lyrics - FUGEES

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[Verse 1]
[G]Delivered straight from the temple
Hip- hop ya don't stop
One o' clock, two o' clock, three o' clock,

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Well [D]as an infant

[Verse 2]
[G]I was born into rel[C]igion
My mother called me Baptist [G]but
what [D]she forgot to mention
Was [C]just what [D]baptist [G]meant!
The [C]story goes, God sent
His only begotten [G]son who [D]gave his life
To make sure that I would have one
[G]As I learned in Sunday School,
[C]is God took care
Of who's [D]ready to disrespect,
my mother and father would be Taboo
[G]But as I grew, I met[C] a Jew, a Catholic
And a [G]Protestant just [D]couldn't
figure out where Baptist fit
[G]Hastily I pray thee [C]that ya make me see
Why thou has confronted
[G]me [D]with such ambiguity
Are you Je[G]hovah? Or Buddha?
Or [D]shall I [C]call ya Allah?
All due [G]respect, Heavenly [D]Father
I just like to be a scholar on
[G]the subject called theology
So [C]that time I figure
While they [G]call themselves Christians,
ya still call me nigga
And off to store a black hole leaves
no con[C]trol over thought
I leave my body to [D]see the pits
Go high when the physical takes control
[G]No communication[C]s with the inner self
The prize is the up the [G]wise,
[D]wise who has a spiritual health
Now to ex[G]plain they had [C]the
problems visions of
gettin' along with herself
She bought [G]a corner,
[D]cornered herself and becomes a mourner
Lo[G]gic brothers
(Ah, y[C]o sister can [D]Prazwell and Wyclef get some,
check it out)

[Verse 3]
Delivered straight [G]from the temple
Hip- [C]hop ya don't stop
One o' [D]clock, two o' clock,
three o' clock, [G]rock
De[D]livered [G]straight

[Verse 4]
from the (temple), I
[D]had no [C]time to (sample)
My [G]cousin's name [D]was (Samuel), I
wasn't allowed to use the turntables
[G]My dad was a preacher,
so rap [C]music was pure devilism
[G]And if [D]it wasn't sayin',
"Thank You Lord!", I couldn't listen
[G]So I used to sneak to listen to [C]DJ Red Alert
[G]To check the com[D]petition,
or DJ Red [G]Alert goes berserk!
'Cause as a young lad,
I [C]had a big rap pad
'Cause [G]he who [D]wanted to practice
would someday be the greatest guy
[G]So I checked the[D]m as they flip
[G]pin' some[C]times
They're not flippin',
they [G]think they [D]rippin'- rappin'
The only rappin' they doin' is
in they room before [G]they packin'

[Verse 5]
You [G]gained the world [C]sucker,
but you lost [G]your soul
(The devil ap[D]proach you us,
all you do is tell a [G]foe)

[Verse 6]
Life after death could be [C]eternal fire
So some get blunted [G]but you're [D]back
all on this when it's all over
Mama said a [G]blunt was a stunt [C]to the brain
So son say, "I don't [D]smoke!" but
on the sneak- tip he sniff coke!
[G]He won the lotto,
[C]now he dies of an overdose
[G]While the bum he [D]picked a hole to
sleep he wanted a deep throat
[G]So ask yourself the [C]question:
Who's really maxin'?
'Cause some check [D]in but don't check
out and [G]either [D]Hell or [G]Heaven [D]high
[G]But to some Earth is [C]Hell
and Heaven's death
So they pre[D]dict to be Haiti's and
kill till there's noth[G]in' [D]left, hah
[G]But I'mma hit'em with a gun[C],
that's harder than [G]all guns
[D]Mic check from

[Verse 7]
the temple,
[G]check the tech
(And start the nuzzle [C]to get wreck)
Can I get a [D]witness? (Check the tech)
Get wreck (check the
[G]tech), check the tech
(And start the nuzzle [C]to get
wreck), can I get a witness?
[D](Check the tech), here we go yo

[Verse 8]
Well I arrive [G]let me tell you [C]what
I see in my third eye
[D]Many die they call a battle,
they got crucified
[G]Justice, is righteous,
[C]in the eyes of the beholder
While the, young[G]er the better [D]but the,
older the wiser
[G]Mama used to read [C]in deep
from the book of Proverbs
But the bird [D]said the word was absurd,
have ya heard?
[G]Knowledge, I come to [C]teach while
I increase ya decrease
Some [G]say [D]peace,
but on a street [G]a .45's my piece

[Verse 9]
[G]Hallelujah, [C]hallelujah, praise [D]be to thee
Jah Almighty, come
[G]On the nineteenth of Octob[C]er I remember
[G]Startin' my lif[D]e as a natural leaver
'Cause I lick [G]one- two- three-
four- five- six- seven [C]shots
While any priest here [D]builds his
church on [G]a solid [D]rock, [G]hit me[D]
[G]So feel the spirit comin' fro[C]m the
Heaven [G]above
(Ay, Pras, how could you be a hood
in full of [C]so [D]much love?)
I said, on [G]every man chest
there [C]breathes a heart
Hip- hop where it [D]starts, I tried to master the [G]art,

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