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  • [Verse 1:]
    After seven years of rockin'
    How do you rate me?
    Poorly or greatly?
    Everybody seems to be goin' for their's lately
    Yo mad heads be needin' money
    So listen very close as I conduct this little study
    See it's, funny to me, you can watch TV
    And give up your life trying to be all you can be
    In the Army
    Not knowin' your history
    You either fight and die or come back home in misery
    Yo get with me, I deal with reality
    Loosen your mind to the truth, and don't get mad at me
    No politican can give you peace
    If you trust Jesus, why do you vote for a beast?
    Emancipation is long over due
    So overcome procrastination
    Because freedom is within you
    For some reason we think we're free
    So we'll never be
    Because we haven't recognized slavery
    You're still a slave, look at how you behave
    Debatin' on where and when and how and what Massa gave
    You wanna know how we screwed up from the beginning?
    We accepted our opressor's religion
    So in the case of slavery it ain't hard
    Because it's right in the eyes of THEIR God
    Where is our God, the God that represents us?
    The God that looks like me, the God that I can trust?
    A God of peace and love, not mass hysteria
    I don't want a God that blesses America
    I could never really vote for the devil
    Let me take you to a higher level...
    [Verse 2:]
    Title, take the title from the Bible we can get there
    Rip the title from off the front of the Bible, God don't live there
    Too many inconsistencies, too many mysteries
    Picture the Pope and the Vatican, laughing and drinking and singing and
    Kissing me
    I stand with God whether I'm paid or whether I'm cryin' broke
    I like to ask these politicans would Jesus vote?
    The way we view God is a freakin' shame
    Church is to blame
    We trust God, but bomb Hussein
    We simply lovin' the scripture
    Same scripture that whipped 'cha
    Sooner it'll hit 'cha
    Religion's gettin' richer
    With that European version of Christ made into a picture
    Our society's gettin' sicker, and sicker, and sicker...
    Like liquor, we are God-Intoxicated
    Not to the true God, but the one the government created
    The same governments tellin' people to vote
    I pray to God because the people have lost hope
    You either vote for the mumps or the measels
    Whether you vote for the lesser of two evils, you vote for evil
    Politics and God are not equal
    But the education if you don't guard, is really lethal
    People have more respect for a holy book
    Than they do for a cow on a meat hook
    Believers of Jesus be denouncing Satan on every level
    But every Halloween they're dressin' like devils
    I pray to you for the light you might give them
    Mother make them know that you're livin' with them
    You begin them and end them in silence
    Frankly, if they knew you, they would understand violence
    I pray to you for the Pope and the Vatican
    Have mercy Mother, cause I know that you're mad at them
    The White Jesus deceived us awhile ago
    And Pope Julius the Second paid Michaelangelo
    I know this happened in 1519 yet
    This is the image we can't seem to forget
    Vote for God, don't vote for the Devil
    Let me take you to a higher level...
  • [Verse 1:]
    After seven years of rockin'
    How do you rate me?
    Poorly or greatly?
    Everybody seems to be goin' for their's lately
    Yo mad heads be needin' money
    So listen very close as I conduct this little study
    See it's, funny to me, you can watch TV
    And give up your life trying to be all you can be
    In the Army
    Not knowin' your history
    You either fight and die or come back home in misery
    Yo get with me, I deal with reality
    Loosen your mind to the truth, and don't get mad at me
    No politican can give you peace
    If you trust Jesus, why do you vote for a beast?
    Emancipation is long over due
    So overcome procrastination
    Because freedom is within you
    For some reason we think we're free
    So we'll never be
    Because we haven't recognized slavery
    You're still a slave, look at how you behave
    Debatin' on where and when and how and what Massa gave
    You wanna know how we screwed up from the beginning?
    We accepted our opressor's religion
    So in the case of slavery it ain't hard
    Because it's right in the eyes of THEIR God
    Where is our God, the God that represents us?
    The God that looks like me, the God that I can trust?
    A God of peace and love, not mass hysteria
    I don't want a God that blesses America
    I could never really vote for the devil
    Let me take you to a higher level...
    [Verse 2:]
    Title, take the title from the Bible we can get there
    Rip the title from off the front of the Bible, God don't live there
    Too many inconsistencies, too many mysteries
    Picture the Pope and the Vatican, laughing and drinking and singing and
    Kissing me
    I stand with God whether I'm paid or whether I'm cryin' broke
    I like to ask these politicans would Jesus vote?
    The way we view God is a freakin' shame
    Church is to blame
    We trust God, but bomb Hussein
    We simply lovin' the scripture
    Same scripture that whipped 'cha
    Sooner it'll hit 'cha
    Religion's gettin' richer
    With that European version of Christ made into a picture
    Our society's gettin' sicker, and sicker, and sicker...
    Like liquor, we are God-Intoxicated
    Not to the true God, but the one the government created
    The same governments tellin' people to vote
    I pray to God because the people have lost hope
    You either vote for the mumps or the measels
    Whether you vote for the lesser of two evils, you vote for evil
    Politics and God are not equal
    But the education if you don't guard, is really lethal
    People have more respect for a holy book
    Than they do for a cow on a meat hook
    Believers of Jesus be denouncing Satan on every level
    But every Halloween they're dressin' like devils
    I pray to you for the light you might give them
    Mother make them know that you're livin' with them
    You begin them and end them in silence
    Frankly, if they knew you, they would understand violence
    I pray to you for the Pope and the Vatican
    Have mercy Mother, cause I know that you're mad at them
    The White Jesus deceived us awhile ago
    And Pope Julius the Second paid Michaelangelo
    I know this happened in 1519 yet
    This is the image we can't seem to forget
    Vote for God, don't vote for the Devil
    Let me take you to a higher level...