Verse One:      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 Two:      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   Belivers 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...