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Gospel Lyrics >> Song Title :: Church Nite
Gospel Lyrics >> Song Artist :: Kierra Sheard
Church Nite
(written by James Moss)
(recorded by Kierra "Kiki" Sheard)
Verse 1:
Its the way I came up, all through the week,
every nite was a church night (ya feel me),
if you want to come around me,
pack your bags, 'cause we must go there (ooh).
And it aint no shame, it's part of my game,
believing in His name.
So if you call from the mall and you want meet ya,
I gotta listen to the preacher first.
(Tuesday night is rehearsal),
(Wednesday, Bible study),
(Thursday,Im meeting with the band),
(on Friday, evangelistic),
(on Sunday, here we go).
Chorus:
If you wanna go hang, it might be delayed
for me to get my praise on;
so that I can stay strong,
its on at church tonight .
If you going to the game, it might have to wait,
for me to get my dance on,
might not even take long,
Im going to church tonight.
Verse 2:
Even when Im at school,
it's running through my head that Im so grateful.
The reason that Im so happy (He's been so good to me).
While I live my dreams and have a bunch of things
I'll tell ya what it means to me,
I truly know that Im blessed
and don't take for granted,
Im gonna praise Him every chance that I get.
(Tuesday night is rehearsal),
(Wednesday, Bible study),
(Thursday,Im meeting with the band),
(on Friday, evangelistic),
(on Sunday, here we go).
Chorus
Bridge:
It gives me what I need,
when I'm a little stressed out from my finals,
(I can go and let loose when I thank You).
And when they hatin? on me,
'cause I got it goin? on,
(it's what you cant really get at home).
Nobody has to make dance
or make me clap my hands,
(yeah, yeah, yeah).
Nobody has to make me pray
or make me give Him praise,
(I'm going to church tonight).
Rap:
I hated it 'cause Mama hit me at the wrong time,
telling me I had a short time
to get my hind parts down the stairs,
so we can share in the car, which was parked in the driveway.
Headed for the highway, aimed at the steeple,
where the people made the unbelievable sounds,
with the keyboards under the sweet organ.
Where the deacons and greeters
were meeting the seekers at the door
with arms open wide saying, "give me some more".
Chorus
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