You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time

Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down

Sooner or later God'll cut you down

Go tell that long tongue liar

Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down

Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down

Well my goodness gracious let me tell you the news

My head's been wet with the midnight dew
I've been down on bended knee talkin' to the man from Galilee
He spoke to me in the voice so sweet

I thought I heard the shuffle of the angel's feet
He called my name and my heart stood still
When he said, "J go do My will!"


Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider

Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down


You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time

Sooner or later God'll cut you down

You may throw your rock and hide your hand

Workin' in the dark against your fellow man
But as sure as God made black and white
What's done in the dark will be brought to the light


You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time

Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down


Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter

Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down


You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time

Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down


Yo
You can never touch this
It's just too much substance

I broke through the chains
Did away with the cuff links
You can make a scene

But to me it's nothing
You never match
What a breakthrough in fashion

I'll re-stitch the fabric
And bring it back
Surely

Seen you on the shore
You reppin' the wrong jersey
Kna' mean?

They on the wrong team
Paper chasers
Screaming out "c.r.e.a.m!"

Lord deliver us
You I ain't giving up
They just wanna live up

On scratch offs and 50 bucks
Praise due to silly luck
I gotta keep it hundred
Run it
Clean how done it

Get it?
I operate like city hall
Gotta put my city on
Didn't fit the first time
But I've been growing into it

They all getting gitty gone
It's wrong to say I pity y'all
I'm too busy noddin'
Rather not respond to kitty calls
Y'all can get your quickie on

Watch what you slippin' on
Girl what you sippin on
Dawg what you barkin' bout
I'd rather be penniless
Making plenty sense

You living in a glass house
High rent
Solo
I do it on my own
No YOLO
I never get cut

Cotto
Fa sho doe
Pardon me
My God
I'm callin on 'em all
Can't stall
I gotta tell 'em all


You can run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Run on for a long time
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down
Sooner or later God'll cut you down

Sooner or later God'll cut you down

Go tell that long tongue liar
Go and tell that midnight rider
Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down
Tell 'em that God's gonna cut you down