Songtexte:
Gospel If We Follow His Rules

then slid She forced me to live in solitude now the bottle's my food I follow no rules but if the gospel is true Then I'm his apostle like you But he

happenings, The raps we sing, the films we watch, the lives we live, men's prerogative And we like it like that, when God's word comes across the net, You can bet we

you bustaz can't stop me All you can do follow the rules take notes and watch me Bail pick up the phone gossip make a gang of cells Tell'em Gospel Gangstaz

is a deejay if he can't scratch? What is a emcee if he can't rap? What's a disciple if his walks wack? El Shaddai renews it all baby just like that! [