Church

Verse 1:

I ain't been to church in a minute

Ain't seen the bishop been on my own planet

I can hear the faucet drip, onto the granite

We don't want to give him money but the church demands it

He pulls up in a BMW top all the way down

This pastor steals our food and runs our town

More like a slave master that's down for the count

We live for God not to have our lives stolen

You may think it's odd but he even has our wives stolen

He's a man, soft spoken, altar is golden

But when he has a chance he leaves our wallets broken

He wants to run of like Helen treats us like he's Stalin

I respect the church don't get me wrong

But to my research the pastor is pulling us along

I made this song to try and help you understand

So when he reaches out his hand we need to withstand come on

 

Verse 2:

My church makes me cry

When we confess our sins they lie

Say it's alright when it's the opposite in the sky

We try to be blessed but the pastor grins in peace we can't rest

I'm a guest in the house of the lord and it doesn't feel right

They say Jesus died by the sword yet we don't feel his presence in morgues

Pastor takes so much money he could be on forbes

This the life I can't afford if God was with us their would be no wars

They tell us lies you can't trust the statistics

I tell the truth through music, you have an opportunity so use it

Crooked police in the district keep my faith I just can't lose it

When the night is over all our kitties are boosted

My wish is for my music to be a classic

Have my stories and truths be told through the ages

Reach the youths through the tops of stages

Travel to other countries learn other languages

Become the worlds activist and be freely blasphemous