Count the Days Lyrics

Count the days
Here's a church, here's a steeple
Here's a muthafucka that I gotta blow away
Here's my chance to cure the ills of the people

But not until I make this muthafucka pay
And oh, baby I count the days
(Yeah, yes)
I count the days

Here's the interview, here's the time
If I keep your secrets, will you keep mine?
If we hurry, we can catch the train
If it was left up to you, I would die in pain

(That's why)
I count the days
(Oh yeah)
Whoa, I'm counting
(Oh)
Hear me
(Hear me)

(Days)
(Days)
Days
Counting the days

Great day in the morning
My choir sing a pretty song
Every day I'm with your ass is another day wasted
I swear is a day too long

Counting
Like Frankie Beverly without Maze
I'm counting
Muthafucka, I count the days

Can I count on?
(Hey)
Count on?
(Counting)
Count on?
(Hey yeah)
I count the days
(Days)

Count the days
Count the days
Count the days