Preacher On A Sunday Morning
Fat Joe Lyrics


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Kilka, kills mania
Get used to this one
"Crack"
Scotty
Oh yeah I'm back on that shit
And I say right about now New York City

They say is life and death, there's no future fronting
I see a mac and a tec keeping duz coming
Coka
Joe is a fake Cartagegna
Nice with the hands better with the banger
Guns I'm no stranger
Keep an A.K when I battle probably throw a fake nigga parade. I'm known!
But who gives a fuck I don't care
Don't lead them let the welfare feed them
Niggas had me thinking that Joey is fucked up!
Skiddles with the maybachs banging rooftops
Life sucks for you maybe the Jew is crazy
In the stay pieces to death thanks to who baby

[Chorus:]
Stay cleaned up on a preacher on a Sunday morning, I got cake but I need more ice and all
I say off the streets I'm a symphony, niggas want my sympathy presiding official remedy
Stay cleaned up on a preacher on a Sunday morning

King of New york, King of New York, but we don't ever see these niggas up in New York
Can anybody tell me where is San Tropez
All these so called killers try their best to dress gay
Everybody beefing it's the same old day
All these mix-tape rappers now want to claim king
Everybody saying they are bringing New York back
But we the only niggas you pitch back the back(crack!)
You hear the echo, son of a nesto I'll let the tec blow
You should feel sky plenty like pistol, fuck a phone call I barely got a whistle

[Chorus:]

Coka, there's no one harder
Get off your knees get a job at the Carter
Throw a banks and invite your friends
You guarantee to see a couple of ends
See I've been getting money since who knows when
These other niggas just all pretend
You've been bamboozled diz duzu say thugs
Love at Madison Square they givin' group hugs
Now let me take you to the streets of darkness
Where I keep your favorite M.C. underneath my armpit the bronze kid
I'm only speaking the truth
Shit, look what these streets
May cologilua do





[Chorus:]

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Fat Joe's song "Preacher On A Sunday Morning" depict a brutally honest and unapologetic perspective on life in the streets of New York City. The song begins with a shoutout to several individuals and groups, including "Kilka," "kills mania," "Scotty," and "New York City," setting the scene for a gritty and unforgiving portrayal of urban life. Fat Joe acknowledges the dangers and violence inherent in the streets, making references to guns and drugs, but doesn't shy away from his own involvement in these activities. He asserts his authority and reputation as a tough guy with lines like "Joe is a fake Cartagegna / Nice with the hands better with the banger / Guns I'm no stranger," and even suggests a parade for "fake niggas" he defeats in battle.


Line by Line Meaning

Kilka, kills mania
Introducing himself with his moniker, which represents his street credibility, Killer Joe is known for the madness he creates with his music.


Get used to this one
Advising his listeners to get accustomed to his style of rap as he is back with a vengeance.


"Crack"
Referring to the addictive nature of his music, which keeps his listeners coming back for more like crack cocaine.


Scotty
A shoutout to his friend or acquaintance named Scotty.


Oh yeah I'm back on that shit
Reiterating his return to making addictive music that people can't get enough of.


And I say right about now New York City
Acknowledging his roots and representing his hometown of New York City.


They say is life and death, there's no future fronting
Life can be dangerous and serious, so pretending to be something you're not will lead to trouble.


I see a mac and a tec keeping duz coming
Observing the weapons of choice used in the streets to maintain a steady flow of drug distribution and gang activity.


Coka
A reference to Cocaine, the powerful drug often associated with the more dangerous aspects of the drug trade.


Joe is a fake Cartagegna
People view him as a poser, trying to emulate the lifestyle of a Cartagena, without really living it.


Nice with the hands better with the banger
Skilled in fighting with his hands, but even more effective with a firearm.


Guns I'm no stranger
Admitting that he is very familiar with guns and their usage.


Keep an A.K when I battle probably throw a fake nigga parade. I'm known!
He is known to use an AK-47 during intense conflicts and will make an example out of anyone he perceives as fake.


But who gives a fuck I don't care
He doesn't care about other people's opinions of him or the risks he takes in his lifestyle.


Don't lead them let the welfare feed them
Implying that he doesn't care about other people's problems and thinks they should rely on welfare to survive.


Niggas had me thinking that Joey is fucked up!
People who don't know him well might think he's messed up in the head or mentally unstable.


Skiddles with the maybachs banging rooftops
Being wealthy allows him to indulge in luxury cars and throw extravagant parties on rooftops.


Life sucks for you maybe the Jew is crazy
Suggesting that his Jewish background contributes to his current position in life, and that people who don't know him might see him as crazy for his behavior.


In the stay pieces to death thanks to who baby
Proudly boasting about his ability to earn money through drug dealing.


[Chorus:] Stay cleaned up on a preacher on a Sunday morning, I got cake but I need more ice and all
A juxtaposition between his street lifestyle and a clean, religious one. Even though he has money, he still desires more.


I say off the streets I'm a symphony, niggas want my sympathy presiding official remedy
Outside of the streets, he is a refined artist creating high-level music. People envy his success and want to share in it.


King of New york, King of New York, but we don't ever see these niggas up in New York
Calling himself the king of his hometown, but pointing out the lack of actual appearances by other rappers as evidence of his supremacy.


Can anybody tell me where is San Tropez
Expressing his desire to travel to the luxurious destination of Saint-Tropez in France.


All these so called killers try their best to dress gay
Other rappers who try to act tough and portray themselves as killers come across as inauthentic and try too hard to look fashionable.


Everybody beefing it's the same old day
Rappers are always in conflict with each other, and it's become a tired and unoriginal aspect of the hip-hop genre.


All these mix-tape rappers now want to claim king
Up-and-coming artists who distribute their music for free try to stake their claim as the new king of New York.


Everybody saying they are bringing New York back
There is a trend of rappers who claim to bring life back into the New York hip-hop scene.


But we the only niggas you pitch back the back(crack!)
He is superior to other rappers, and only he and his crew are capable of producing hits back-to-back like crack cocaine.


You hear the echo, son of a nesto I'll let the tec blow
His name echoes through the streets and he intends to use his weapon of choice to maintain his dominance.


You should feel sky plenty like pistol, fuck a phone call I barely got a whistle
His anger is palpable and he warns anyone not to cross him, as he has the power to end them quickly.


Coka, there's no one harder
Repeating his reference to cocaine and emphasizing his toughness and dominance over all competitors.


Get off your knees get a job at the Carter
Stop begging and go work for Roc Nation, Jay-Z's record label.


Throw a banks and invite your friends
Host an extravagant event and invite your friends to show off your wealth and success.


You guarantee to see a couple of ends
You can expect to make money and possibly see some violence at this type of event.


See I've been getting money since who knows when
He has been successful and earning money for a very long time, and it's difficult to tell when it all started.


These other niggas just all pretend
Other rappers who claim to be successful are just lying and pretending to be something they're not.


You've been bamboozled diz duzu say thugs
Referring to someone who has been fooled into thinking that a false group pretending to be thugs is real.


Love at Madison Square they givin' group hugs
Rappers who claim to have beef often have fake conflicts and eventually become friendly again, even hugging each other.


Now let me take you to the streets of darkness
He wants to show his audience the dangerous aspect of his lifestyle.


Where I keep your favorite M.C. underneath my armpit the bronze kid
He has the power to eliminate his competitors and holds them in contempt, as if they were merely sweat on his skin.


I'm only speaking the truth
Asserting that everything he has said throughout the song is honest and pure truth.


Shit, look what these streets
The streets are harsh and unforgiving, and have shaped him into the person he is today.


May cologilua do
An ambiguous phrase that could mean that he will continue on his path of crime and danger, or that he is simply acknowledging the darker aspects of life.


[Chorus:]
Repeating the chorus of his song, which emphasizes his desire to continue living a dangerous lifestyle while also enjoying the finer things in life.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: JASON P D BOYD, JOSEPH CARTAGENA, SCOTT SPENCER STORCH

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