Precious Little Dream / AIDS Is God's Punishment (Explicit)

Precious Little Dream / AIDS Is God's Punishment (Explicit) - Various Artists/Larry Owens/L Morgan Lee/James Jackson Jr.

Lyrics by：Michael R. Jackson

Composed by：Michael R. Jackson

Why do you hate us

I don't hate you

Gettin' up in front of all of

These people and showing them

How much you hate us

Mom I don't hate you I don't hate you

Then why would you write about us like this

Because I love you

You don't love me

If you loved me

You wouldn't have made your

Daddy run out of here with

Tears in his eyes

If you loved me

You would've found you

A church home in New York

If you loved me

You would've brought me home

A daughter-in-law and

A grandbaby by now

If you loved me you'd be

Able to fly me around the

World like Tyler Perry

Her precious little dream

But oh no you are frightened about life

Came tumbling down

Never mind doodoo Bank Student Loans

Calling my house looking for your black butt

After all the time she spent building it up

Just lollygagging there in

New York ain't doin' nothin'

And after all of the things that she's been through

Probably up there dressin'

And pretendin' like you was a white woman

You come along and crush it

Talking 'bout you want a black man hah

In the palm of your hand

Like a real black man would want to kiss you

You come along and flashing

The Bible says homosexuality is worse than murder

Down

My precious little dream

It never ends with you

My little boy

Here to range a repeat repeat repeat

God after all this time

Why can't you give it up

Oh no you not gonna turn this

On me I know I'm a good mama

'Cause if you knew all the

Things that I've been through

They had to cut me open to

Get you did you know that

I bled and bled to get pull your

Black butt out of my stomach

You'd rue the ways you attack me

Your hand and said your homosexuality was just a phase

Ways you fought

But you're 26 years old

And you still kissing on men

You've tracked me

Why couldn't you just be the daughter down

I'll tell

You why it's because you're selfish

Mama I can't suck your titties again

I can't crawl back up inside your womb

Your nasty little mouth

You wonder why it's like a graveyard

In your living room

And all I can do is cry

You wanna cry mama

Go right ahead

My stumps are growing short on this earth my

But I won't cry mama

'Cause I'm not dead

And one day you won't have me at all

And you're not dead

Then you'll be all alone

Time just has this way of tearing

Down the dreams we think we live in

Spinning wheels in Motor Town

So effed up and so run down

An overblown and false display

Just like in a gospel play

Who the **** is you nigga

Who the **** is you

Ooh

Ooh

Oh oh oh

Ooohhhh

Sister Serabe

The Lord done put it on my heart

To sing this selection in honor

Of brother Darnell who was an

Abomination just like me

And I can't help but reflect

On your husband's words to

Me at the age of seventeen

That if I ever acted on

My lust for another man

That I would meet the same fate as Darnell

Lying in that there box

And those words have kept me

HIV-free but completely

Terrified ever since

Because I realized then

And there that the only thing

Worse than dying of AIDS

Was living with it

And hearing the people you

Love the most say I told you so

I told you so I told you so

Can I get a witness out there choir

Yas

And so on today as we prepare

To bury yet another un-HBO special'd

Un-Oscar Award winning

Abnormal-hearted un-Angel

In American black queer in the ground

It is very important that

We remember what God's word

Your word Tyler's word

And every-*******-body else's word tells us

AIDS is God's punishment

Sing your song brother sing your song

For the man who ain't living right

You hear that Curtis

AIDS is God's punishment

I love the Lord you heard my

Piety and pity's ever-growing

For he who sins in the night

Let 'em know let 'em know let 'em know

AIDS is God's punishment

But all darkness all darkness

All darkness all darkness

All darkness all darkness comes to light

Speak on it

He gonna knock them dicks up out your mouth

And then and this is what I like about him

Di-di-di-di-di-di-di-di-di

Di-di-di-di-di-di

He shall smite

'Cause

AIDS is God's punishment

Sing sopranos Testify for all of God's children

AIDS is God's punishment

Everybody in the building clap with me on

The two and the three with my altos

AIDS is God's punishment

I heart to play play in my babe

AIDS is God's punishment

Come on men AIDS

AIDS is God's punishment

You've been I believe it

I don't care what's system many Lord and I'm I don't

AIDS is God's punishment

Let's put it all together fill

The house of the Lord with praise

AIDS is God's punishment

I defy you to shade of the my Lord

AIDS is God's punishment

The Spirit of the Lord is in this chapel yes

AIDS is God's punishment

Can you feel it church yes

Can you feel it church

AIDS is

Make me feel church

Make me feel God's punishment parts

AIDS AIDS

AIDS AIDS

AIDS AIDS

AIDS is God's punishment yes

Please stop this

God's punishment

Please stop this music

AIDS is God's punishment

You wanted a gospel play

This is the only way I know how to do it