I've heard so many Christians use the word, "n---er."
(For the benefit of those of you that know)
I think that if the church could have waited 350 years
to preach true Christianity,
as far as I'm concerned, the church can wait forever
Everyday just gathering strength
Build a shield to really deal with the next tragic event
Advanced lines about the last times I had to relent
Since conceived, believed somе things was too bad to repent
Was charmed, had a moms to rеjoice, dad to resent
I knew it was all about a dollar before I gathered a cent
Reasonably, could easily be on the ave in a tent
Ka couldn’t cry, so I had to lament
Then thought I'd meet my end violent in the street
Changed lifestyle, how I’m living right now I’ma die in my sleep
What I want to earn from this journey is to arrive at my peak
Assess more goals for myself, like surviving this week
Many disciples beating they bibles
Jesus, we need leaders with rifles
Many followers loving the psalms
Got us powerless, need some good brothers that's armed
Keep my mind fresh, a lesson a day
I pray my people stay with me every step of the way
If peace unraveled and gotta battle? I’m best in a fray
Been touched, I don't stress what they test them to say
For me, hugs from loved ones keep depression at bay
Hard shooting buckets without you bucks, too much pressure to play
I pack and sight in black and white, was dressed in the gray
The shine on this baby only shady when lessen my ray
One mistake the son has made, it’s that drastic
So many systematic dangers to be aimless and haphazard
The masses came for the fast lane, some sat in traffic
Don't act hard then, when asked to spar, back to flaccid
You learned heartbreak from the most loyal
It was ****ed from the start, whole life was postcoital
I always had doubt I'd sprout through that cold soil
Then felt the hot of that melting pot, so boiled
These youthful eyes saw us brutalized and sought pride
Hard navigating being from the lowest tribe
Many disciples beating they bibles
Jesus, we need leaders with rifles
Many followers loving the psalms
Got us powerless, need some good brothers that's armed
Got sense enough to know that you're lost (that's right)
And you need to be found (that's right)
(Nobody but you, Lord)
