For no one understands him, but he utters mysteries in the spirit
On the other hand, the one who prophesies speaks to people for their upbuilding and encouragement and consolation
The one who speaks in a tongue builds up himself
But the one who prophesies builds up the church
Now I want you all to speak in tongues, but even more, to prophesy
The one who prophesies is greater than the one who speaks in tongues
Unless someone interprets so that the church may be built up
Now, brothers, if I come to you speaking in tongues
How will I benefit you unless I bring you some revelation or knowledge or prophecy or teaching?
If even lifeless instruments such as the flute or harp do not give distinct notes, how will anyone know what is played? And if the bugle gives an indistinct sound, who will get ready for battle?
Your man jammed up, do you ever write to him?
The days are long, picture how them nights do him
He left bags and the ave, ran right through em
Word is my last tape brought life to him
Simple minded I'm wondering how he heard that
Had a dream that he rapped every word back
Fell out for a minute, lost contact
I got missin', lost within an instant
I relapsed, got ghost down around Clemson
Came back wild, brand new, actin' different
Ric Flair drop, we saw it goin' the distance
Lyrically in the prime of my life, I was itchin'
Felt like God was ready to put the city on
But you feelin' all alone 'cause your niggas gone
Circle talkin' with women like how they get involved
A lonely throne got you feelin' like you did it wrong
We like blood, never beef, we beyond straight
Like ones in the strippy when the dons play
Fireflies in the jar by the park gate
Another year still here due to God's grace
Yeah, still fool with you the strong way
Front porch sun settin' on a long day
I got a summer night touch with a calm face
On fire still flyin' due to God's grace
And it don't stop, and it won't stop
And I don't stop, 'cause it won't
And it don't stop, and I won't stop
'Cause it don't stop, and it won't