The House of Prayer

The legend is that I stole Steve from Electric Lady Studios to be my full-time engineer. When he moved to Philadelphia he kind of dapped my diet and at the time three times a day I was in the church that had Sunday dinners for sale all throughout the week day. So you could go to the House of Prayer on the, you know, they sell plates and you could get like some other pork chop, yams and mackerel and cheese for like five dollars. Well guess what? The legend is not a legend. It's called the House of prayer. Is there a one in North Carolina? Bro, what?" "Yeah, Daddy Grace," D'Angelo replied.