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Tech N9ne - Need Jesus (1970s Soul Cover) | By Soul.AI

What if “Need Jesus” had been recorded as a slow-burning 1970s gospel-soul lament? 🎧 Concept & AI Production: Soul.AI 🎙 Style: 1970s Gospel-Soul / Cinematic Analog Soul 🎚 Tempo: 62 BPM 🎵 Inspired by: Donny Hathaway, Isaac Hayes, The Staple Singers ❤️ Subscribe for more 1970s Soul AI reimagined tracks @SoulAi #SoulAI #70sSoul #TechN9ne #NeedJesus #SoulCover #AICover #GospelSoul #VintageSoul #AISoul #SoulRevival #CinematicSoul Legal Notice: All rights to the original lyrics, melodies and compositions belong to their respective copyright holders (including Strange Music Inc.). This video is a creative AI reimagining and makes no claim of ownership over the original works. Lyrics: [Intro] Let ye cast no judgement upon thy neighbor Before the beam of thy own eyes have been cleansed In the wicked ways of the world God gives the remission of all of our sins [Verse 1] When I was a young one the preacher put oil on my sixth chakra He knew when I was older I'd wanna follow 2Pac and Big Poppa They thought I was so devilish in the dark I would listen to sick opera But this choppa will be reppin' the city where RDV's Young Rich and Slick's got ya Wale in peace I don't know why they wanna call me up every Easter Sunday to the altar Maybe the music I am doin' is never gospel, sinner is what they call ya I know we look a little strange and we the gang, my lane is what I offer Three dimensional altar with an ego on top of the rock of Gibraltar I see-e, it's not the way the bible people want me to be-e Flippin' the fire for the family focused and free-e Listen to me-e doing it for T.V-e With the rebel yell, came out of my shell Preacher said tell your people let go of your coat-tail With a tremendous fail he never to say my living'll sell But even worse said I lead my people to Hell's Bells Lookin' at me just like my mother and father would breed creatures Not an evil bone in my body and never known to be naughty in my seeds either Simple and plain like a cheese pizza I don't know, prayin' on my knees, keep us from heat seekers Lovin' the bleed feature while the people tell me that I need Jesus! [Chorus] Talk about me, judge me Speakin' I'm evil to people, I'm leadin' 'em underway How you read me and see me, easy to be shunned away But you got it all wrong You seem to tell me I need Jesus! (oh, Jesus! Jesus!) Every day they wanna condemn me None of 'em even know me Anyone live without sin cast that stone at the Stone Let's talk about it [Verse 2] I'm askin' What's happening? Boy, 'cause they bashing me Bangin' the bible, butcher boy, don't bother with blasphemy Call 'em a crazy critic comin' causin' catastrophes Aimin' at Aaron a lot of ammo and an angel actually Oh mane, Amen You people let the steeples speak in evil and the neezle playing God hymns My mother was a Christian but I used to go with the Wiccan for the stickin', what’s the problem? Questioning the K.O.D.'s grim, anybody talkin' hella crazy I'm 'bout to jaw them You'll be up on a cross whenever you step to me so take precaution Y'all false actors, callin' me a demon when I talk backwards tihs pot Tecca Nina gon' be sought after, this drop by the people that go toss rappers hip hop So you thinking you religious? When you condemn another man, you never lead us Telling me what's under me is gonna heat us Never believe ya 'cause really you need Jesus Leave us [Bridge] Talk about me, judge me Speakin' I'm evil to people, I'm leadin' 'em underway How you read me and see me, easy to be shunned away But you got it all wrong Let's talk about it [Verse 3] Mama never really talked about God All that I was ever taught was I'm odd Heard he knew 'bout every thought that I had Dirty mind I'd see a cross and I'd hide Lost without dad, salty 'bout that But I was captivated by the bosses outside I plotted every way to get in drawers with my squad (church) Ask round why every man goes Bad habits to pass down like second hand clothes, mad Salvage a blouse, gown, and manicured toes Had half of us ground bound for hell and lord knows Need a savior they say slayed for your behavior Raised in three days, grace be what he gave ya The Son of the maker, one to gravitate to Pay ten percent 'cause sins ya didn’t pay for Bow to a name insane fast, he told the Vows to a dame, the tame Casanova Wow did it change and came crashing, poser Doused in the flames and bang chapter closure Spiritually drained, crass and vulgar Needed somewhere to go until rain passes over Seeking a miracle from a stained-glass Jehovah But I don't know if the ordained pastor sober Dang in disdain prayed in vain Care slain yo, explain do anything Lay hands, but role playing, you entertain Doubt, pain, processin' grow in the brain It's confusing, now my fangs out protruding Rebuking from mouths full of communion Scorn by lukewarm kind, it's time you've been warned The Storm formed, now find refuge in...