Preacher On A Sunday Morning
Fat Joe Feat. Pooh Bear Lyrics

Kilka, kills mania
The singer mentions that Kilka is a killer who is causing paranoia and fear.

Get used to this one
The singer suggests that people should get used to this situation of violence.

"Crack"
The singer references the drug 'crack.'

Scotty
The artist references someone named Scotty.

Oh yeah I'm back on that shit
The artist admits to being back into using drugs.

And I say right about now New York City
The singer states that this is happening in New York City.

They say is life and death, there's no future fronting
The singer acknowledges that life is serious and there is no point in pretending otherwise.

I see a mac and a tec keeping duz coming
The artist describes seeing people with guns who are keeping the drugs coming.

Coka
The artist references the drug 'cocaine.'

Joe is a fake Cartagegna
The artist suggests that Fat Joe is not a real gangster from Cartagena.

Nice with the hands better with the banger
The singer implies that Fat Joe is skilled in fighting and shooting.

Guns I'm no stranger
The artist admits to being familiar with guns.

Keep an A.K when I battle probably throw a fake nigga parade. I'm known!
The singer boasts about having an AK rifle when in battle and suggesting he would celebrate victory over fake people.

But who gives a fuck I don't care
The singer asserts that they do not care about others' opinions of them.

Don't lead them let the welfare feed them
The singer suggests that people should let society take care of others who are in need.

Niggas had me thinking that Joey is fucked up!
The artist acknowledges that they had previously thought of Fat Joe as being messed up.

Skiddles with the maybachs banging rooftops
The artist describes a scene of luxury cars and loud music.

Life sucks for you maybe the Jew is crazy
The singer makes a culturally insensitive comment, suggesting that Jewish people are the cause of someone else's problems.

In the stay pieces to death thanks to who baby
The singer questions who or what is responsible for violence and death in certain areas.

Stay cleaned up on a preacher on a Sunday morning, I got cake but I need more ice and all
The artist brags about being clean and presentable like a churchgoer, but admits to wanting more material possessions.

I say off the streets I'm a symphony, niggas want my sympathy presiding official remedy
The artist suggests that they are above the chaos of the streets and people seek their help or pity as if they were a high-class official.

King of New york, King of New York, but we don't ever see these niggas up in New York
The artist acknowledges that some people claim to be the 'King of New York,' but they are rarely seen in the city.

Can anybody tell me where is San Tropez
The singer asks if anyone can tell them where the location San Tropez is.

All these so called killers try their best to dress gay
The artist criticizes those who try to look tough or intimidating, but dress in a feminine manner.

Everybody beefing it's the same old day
The singer observes that there is constant conflict and it's nothing new.

All these mix-tape rappers now want to claim king
The singer suggests that many lesser-known rappers want to be called 'King.'

But we the only niggas you pitch back the back(crack!)
The singer implies that they are the only ones who are successful at selling drugs and making money.

You hear the echo, son of a nesto I'll let the tec blow
The artist makes a threat to fire a gun and mentions a nickname.

You should feel sky plenty like pistol, fuck a phone call I barely got a whistle
The artist is suggesting that they are abundant in money and references a type of gun. They also dismiss the idea of calling for help, implying they can handle a situation alone.

Coka, there's no one harder
The singer again references the drug 'cocaine' and suggests that no one can match their level of toughness.

Get off your knees get a job at the Carter
The singer suggests that someone should stop begging or pleading and instead work for their success.

Throw a banks and invite your friends
The artist suggests throwing a party and inviting friends.

You guarantee to see a couple of ends
The artist implies that someone throwing a party would earn a large profit.

See I've been getting money since who knows when
The artist boasts about having made money for a long time.

These other niggas just all pretend
The singer suggests that everyone else who claims to make money is lying.

You've been bamboozled diz duzu say thugs
The artist suggests that someone has been tricked into believing another person is a true gangster.

Love at Madison Square they givin' group hugs
The singer sarcastically suggests that people at Madison Square Garden are showing love and affection to each other.

Now let me take you to the streets of darkness
The singer suggests that they will take someone on a dark and dangerous journey.

Where I keep your favorite M.C. underneath my armpit the bronze kid
The singer makes a threat and suggests that they have control over another rapper, calling them a 'bronze kid.'

I'm only speaking the truth
The artist asserts that everything they have said is truthful.

Shit, look what these streets
The artist acknowledges the harsh reality of their surroundings.

May cologilua do
The meaning of this phrase is unclear and appears to be a made-up term with no specific meaning.

Chorus: Stay cleaned up on a preacher on a Sunday morning, I got cake but I need more ice and all
The chorus repeats the earlier lines about cleaning up like a churchgoer, having money but wanting more, and ends with the phrase 'and all' which adds no specific meaning.

Chorus: I say off the streets I'm a symphony, niggas want my sympathy presiding official remedy
The chorus repeats the earlier lines about being above the streets, people seeking pity or help, and being an official figure who can provide a solution.

Chorus: Stay cleaned up on a preacher on a Sunday morning
The chorus repeats the earlier line about appearing clean and presentable like a churchgoer on a Sunday morning.