[Intro]
A lot of people getting' it twisted, Like they don't
Know who God is, Well let me tell you its Jesus Christ
They're all confused homie
[Chorus 2x]
They're all confused trapped in these religious views
I'm about to blow a fuse, I'm about to blow a fuse
They're all confused trapped in these religious views
They living life chopped and screwed
Living life chopped and screwed
[Verse 1: Lamar Riddick]
Hey man hold up they ignore the cross he had to hold up
d**h on his feet and the remedy on his back
Like a back pack and our sins on his shoulders
Christ run the world bigger than Obama, died like Osama
Universe full of Drama, came back no Karma
To give peace to the people like the Dalai Lama
What you mean you "don't believe in Jehovah?"
Where you come from an explosion?
Some eruption some monkey abduction and you just showed up?
I ain't turning nothing down I'ma turn up
Switch lines, answer your call, stop hanging the phone up
Hope the Holy water hit your stomach and the confessions are what you throw up
Lets go bruh, many people died for there faith
But how many gods you know came down and died in there place?
Yall tripping and your faith is the shoelace
Scientology, biology can't surpa** Biblical theology
He belongs on the top like them pizza toppings be
Obviously, just think don't be hoodwinked
Thinking that the water the minister touch is pure but it came from the kitchen sink
Wasting time putting trust in the people that was made from dust and can burn like us
So lets discuss why there's so much disgust
I don't know, in Christ I trust
[Chorus 2]
[Verse 2: Lamar Riddick]
See they really want to meet him but we really got to teach them
And they really want to know him, but we really got to show them
Where they're going, where they're heading
They don't know about the blood and the shedding
In the words of KB...
Hit them with the lyrical, biblical, spiritual
Never the physical of the individual
So divisible, Practicing human rituals
Instead of invincible they calling my God invisible
That's so typical
Trying to tell me about prophets making profits
Putting it in their profits stop it
Repeating history, its not a mystery
That the ones in opposition of Christ are held down by misery
Go check the Sunday alters where repenters be
Yall ain't convincing me no sir-rey
I will say with no hesitance Christ is evident with evidence
He's been here past and the present tense
You say we worship a dead god, but ya'll worship dead Presidents
I know it know it kind of get your muscles tense
But we were made to serve like condiments
Not our personal accomplishments
Isaac, Darwin, and your boy Einstein
Ain't got nothing of the production of the divine nine
Am I perfect? No I'm worthless
Matter fact I'm at the bottom of the surface
But He's clean, I'm dirty, His blood is my detergent
It's urgent
Chorus 2x