E-40 - Mack Minister Lyrics
Id like to thank the mack God for all tha playa prophets that he sentId like to thank him for donald going and iceberg slimFor dottin their is and crossin their ts, poppin their ps, andFlexin their gsId like to thank the mack God for all the playa prophets that heSent before me and 40 waterFor the mack I chose 40 waterTo come into the world and change and rearrangeTo lace the suckers and the anti playaHe came in the middle of the atlantic ocean, on the glad sandwich bagAnd floated ashoreAnd as soon as he hit the shore, he balanced the gameHe said that nine-tenths of his law was possessionAnd that nine-tenths of his game was positionAnd that everything was done on the approachThe mack God said that he would send an extraordinary oneOn the side of 40 water and he wont just be a playaHe will be an extraordinary playaNow we gonna turn the mack book from page 211 to chapter 187And it talks about how they had a kangaroo court for the playasAnd how dem suckas is out there with trumped up charged on e-40Well, if you wanna judge the 40 water, bring him before 12 gsAnd open his filesAnd you will see that he has been true with a capital t since heWas knee high to a grasshopperThat the mack God said that in the year 1555, that there was aGreat explosion and some of the playas inhaled some fumesPertaining additives, preservatives and artificial flavorsThe mack God refers to them as suckasAnd he said that he would send one that would come from oneThat was despised and rejectedAnd that he would send this extraordinary one in the worldAnd when he come, he would come with ten commandmentsAnd the commandments would be:Thou shall not snitchThou shall not infiltrateThou shall not perpetrateThou shall not playa hateThou shall not hold trustThou shall not hold sayThou shall not pay a trickThou shall not disrespect the gameThou shall not be brokeAnd thou shall not be without their thangThe mack God said that just because you meet a hoeAnd she wears a jersey that say champion and eat a bowl of wheatiesDont make her a winnerWill she sell her hips, her lips and her fingertipsWill you tear down doorsAnd knock out cosCan you go the distanceWill you be the one with the checkered flag in your handYeah, cuz I will be the winner
