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Listen to the preacher man
But are you talkin' to me
I can't hear you with a mouth full of pig's feet
If I should need the swine flesh

Your body is a mess but you're blessed
With a father, son, spirit and the holy ghost
But my whole neighborhood is comatose
Lookin' for survival

The devil made you a slave and he gave you a bible
400 years gettin' our ass kicked
By so-called Christians and Catholics
But I watch 'em burn in a fire

See I'm a G, that's why I ain't in your choir
'Cause I see, 'cause I know
The church ain't nothin' but a fashion show
Get the devil to a 187
And they won't call me a nigga when I get to heaven

You're waitin' for the devil to come from the ground
Clown, take a look around
Just look at the cross that the priest is holdin'
A beast in sheep's clothing

But I'm rollin' with that knowledge of self
'Cause heaven ain't just wealth
So mister preacher, if I couldn't pay my tithe
Do I have to wait outside?

White man, please take another look
'Cause we couldn't be readin' out of the same book
'Cause you'se a crook and I'm a brother
King James had sex with his mother

Is that your edition? Is that your religion?
Black man, you gotta make a desicion
'Cause God is comin' on day number seven
And he won't call me a nigga when I get to heaven

The same white man that threw me in the slammer
He bombed the church in Alabama
So if I cock the hammer, God won't mind
If I have to kill the human swine

'Cause God is a killer from the start
Why you think Noah had to build his ark
And God is a man from his feet to his hair
That's why you say 'Amen' after each and every prayer

I just stare at the church man
Spendin' more money on the church band
But Elijah's got a plan
Got the white man screamin' "Damn that Farrakhan"

'Cause one day these babies are uprise
Much more than bowties and bean pies
Kickin' knowledge at 7-11
And they won't call me a nigga when I get to heaven
Listen to the preacher man   But are you talkin' to me   I can't hear you with a mouth full of pig's feet   If I should need the swine flesh      Your body is a mess but you're blessed   With a father, son, spirit and the holy ghost   But my whole neighborhood is comatose   Lookin' for survival      The devil made you a slave and he gave you a bible   400 years gettin' our ass kicked   By so-called Christians and Catholics   But I watch 'em burn in a fire      See I'm a G, that's why I ain't in your choir   'Cause I see, 'cause I know   The church ain't nothin' but a fashion show   Get the devil to a 187   And they won't call me a nigga when I get to heaven      You're waitin' for the devil to come from the ground   Clown, take a look around   Just look at the cross that the priest is holdin'   A beast in sheep's clothing      But I'm rollin' with that knowledge of self   'Cause heaven ain't just wealth   So mister preacher, if I couldn't pay my tithe   Do I have to wait outside?      White man, please take another look   'Cause we couldn't be readin' out of the same book   'Cause you'se a crook and I'm a brother   King James had sex with his mother      Is that your edition? Is that your religion?   Black man, you gotta make a desicion   'Cause God is comin' on day number seven   And he won't call me a nigga when I get to heaven      The same white man that threw me in the slammer   He bombed the church in Alabama   So if I cock the hammer, God won't mind   If I have to kill the human swine      'Cause God is a killer from the start   Why you think Noah had to build his ark   And God is a man from his feet to his hair   That's why you say 'Amen' after each and every prayer      I just stare at the church man   Spendin' more money on the church band   But Elijah's got a plan   Got the white man screamin' "Damn that Farrakhan"      'Cause one day these babies are uprise   Much more than bowties and bean pies   Kickin' knowledge at 7-11   And they won't call me a nigga when I get to heaven
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