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Lyrics:
I got some things here on my chest that have been weighing on me lately And once you hear this message it may make you want to hate me Some charade behind the name of God, use it as this great facade Leaving spirits empty and the pocket books robbed But look the gospel we preach is for the impoverished and weak But then the pastor each week is dressed in a fashion unique To a man of class so I think that he wears a mask but I see Much further past it in deep because it’s his actions that speak Rather than classes he teaches and all the masses he reaches When preaching status is meaningless but his standards are meager Cause now he’s shopping through beamers with all the options and features The car he’s copping is keyless, he’s got a flock of believers Believing God is his keeper but if his heart’s not on his sleeve You know the heart can deceive you and man I wouldn’t want to be you Church is profiting off prophecy that’s taught to be for poverty So logically there’s obviously got to be some hypocrisy It’s wrong to me yet throngs believe that all we need is godly deeds Or to sit inside a box at church so we can talk to God and Jesus Not directly though, pay the church, confess your woes The father gonna bless you and send you on down the lonely road No, no it should be much more Jesus whipped the pharisees up out the church and what for For peddling religion making it something it isn’t All these self-appointed christians should hold themselves to be different They’ve driven this great wedge ‘tween them and the faithless And it seems that they judge more, and it seems that they save less We’re given this great test to love our fellow man And we’re supposed to be the ones if anybody can To exemplify the life of Christ instead we think that once a week Singing for a little bit then hear a funny pastor speak And then we go back to life hating our neighbors And chasing after papers, and lusting after greatness But can you blame us, christianity’s famous For hypocrites manipulating broken and nameless So I say let us never seek to equate God with any man Lest we’re ruled by a fool with a Bible in his hand Cause the man at the altar is a man after all And what does all man have in common, all man must fall
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