Artist: The Roots f/ Dice Raw, Greg Porn Album: ...And Then You Shoot Your Cousin Song: Understand Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com Never understand [Chorus: Dice Raw] People ask for God, 'til the day he comes See God's face, turn around and run God sees the face.. of a man Shakin his head, says "He'll never understand" People ask for God, 'til the day he comes See God face, turn around and run God sees the face.. of a man Shakes his head, then He says "Man, I'll never understand" [Dice Raw] Never understand, never understand Never understand [Black Thought] Gravedigger, dig a hole that fit a black nigga My body's stiff as a Madame Tussaud's wax figure My transformation: a caterpillar from crack dealer And backpedaller was no less, than spectacular Yeah I was trappin money, flippin like a spatula Now put that sucker in a box like Dracula I led the devil in a dance, an electric slide across the line I drew up in the sand - dead, ended Love is like a harlequin's romance Lost between sips of liquor, that empty bottle in my hands It was a shot away, but I never got away Dreamed a little dream of me, but that was an anomaly Yo, people ask for God... [Chorus] [Greg Porn] Holy, sugar, honey, ice tea I guess that's a prayer for a player like me In my church clothes breakin buds on a bible The sweet temptation of my granddaddy rifle Got me thinkin 'bout doin a jihad with these guys Who only +True Religion+ look better than Levi's Who baptize glass with beers and blood stain You preachin to the choir that praise the drug game Hallelujah~! 'Til the cops cuff me in the back of a cruiser or the firetruck wash my soul down the sewer ..I count my blessings and blow it on a nun to resurrect my erection I pray, I pray, all dogs go to heaven Or to a new hell with a WiFi connection So I can pay for my sins on PayPal or own a holy ghost, a Greyhound [Chorus]