[Verse]
When the beat starts pumping that's it (Yeah!)
The Hitman on the mic getting lyrically sick
My boys with the tools to groove to make you want to move
The P.O.D. is rock'n and we got nothing to prove
So with the mic in my hand let me state this now
You can get with this, no way no how
Forget your fingers homeboy, you'll do the walking
No need for words, we let the music do the talking


[Chorus]
God made me!
That's right, and I'm funky
We're set free!
Close your eyes and let your heart see
God made me!
It's the P.O.D. and we're funky
We're set free!
For all eternity
Break

[Verse 2]
Now it's obvious to see that we're dope (We're dope!)
Confusing your mind with this flow you can't cope
What you're gonna do when you're faced with my crew?
With the game that is true there's no hope (Hope!)
Why do you try to frond, you know that my God is so hard
Taking out you chumps is just a walk in the park
Keep your lips shut with all your hawking and squawking
No need for words, we let the music do the talking
[Chorus]
God made me!
That's right, and I'm funky
We're set free!
Close your eyes and let your heart see
God made me!
It's the P to the O to the D and we're funky
We're set free!
For all eternity
Break

[Interlude]

[Chorus]
God made me!
That's right, and I'm funky
We're set free!
Close your eyes and let your heart see
God made me!
Payable On Death
We're set free!
For all eternity
Break