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me what's your religion, is it money or set, put your hand over heart[00:56.43]I been stuck in position, look at the vision that I fish from out
Now I see the big pic like the frame of Chris Wallace I got
cnd I Thank God that I don't need any religion
Just give me freedom like Pac when they were
a mother fucker 15 years just to break free from god
Supervillain like I'm General Zod
Anarchism with the freedom of thought
White religion nah fuck that
and its property was seized by the Republic. Today, this law guarantees freedom of worship, and the majority of the French Church has accepted the Republic
The poison encompassed the world
it blinded us, made us go mad
the name of it is false religion
it is caused by a false god
he destroyed the beauty
of Jesus!
And if you are looking for your freedom
From anything of the enemy
Submit to God
And keep your eyes on the cross!
Time is short!
The hour drawing
from the things that hurt
On the darkest day
I stood between two trees
And I spoke to God well I spoke my truth
I said
This ain't no tease
I made my vow
closer to this truth
With devastation comes a consequence created by abuse
And when they come to snuff your freedom
Make a stand they can't refuse
Invert
sat with Cassius across from Liston
A Marcus Garvey with a heartless army
Malcolm by the curtains, you a carbon copy
Undisturbin', hard to stop me
got your love but it's suffering
A concussion you fight for freedom
That's a chain and collar you were sucking
I'm enthralled and emphatic when it
Comes
rhymes to
A whole different dimension
By speaking on religions I
Just caught your attention
Don't be so one track minded just
Cause you ain't been hated
I
Like little ceaser when he seizes
Like leading sheep from feeders
In the stereo receivers led by Bobba Gunush (--that's gotta be wrong)
Directfully
The gospel of fallen angels heading
Below the Earth's surface
A sermon written by the
CIA for Catholic churches
I make you look back on your
Life and think
so they pursue it
But we've been too divided to
Ever be guided through it
Gotta stop 'em because they're rotten from
The days of picking cotton
To sell
will fight for what you
Believe in and your
Right to practise religion
But when you use it as
Ammunition that's when
You take away our right
To freedom
from focus
In my head, happy with no one Won't survive, miserable solstice
Justice won't prevail for innocence, beg for freedom
Can't convince them,
the curse that was given
Dreaming about freedom and escaping the prison
People who pimp children are really raping religion
The matrix is fiction placed in
A murderer's mind
Born into a murderous time
Where right or wrong is a
Blurred line hard to define
For greed has poisoned the well
We all drink from
Times have changed, years gone by
I see sadness sin your eyes
Mighty dragon fly the earth
Leave all sorrow from this verse
Let us rise into night, where
pockets feeding off
Our people's misery
I Deny
Organized Religion Opium of the mass
Promising Eternal Life Reality is death
Ruled by a morality
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