Am just a pharisee
Cos i put my head above this pandemonium
Starring at christianity of a decade or millienium
Nothing change, nothing arrange
Same old folks politicking and churching getting platnuims
I see lucifer standing on pullpit ,poll rigg
Election rigging, youth unemployment killing
Getting job connection outha another connection
World falls back into animal tendency
Black folks in America screaming pendency..
Mother Africa but mothers In Africa dying outha pregnancy
No medical tool ,Politicians ripping off our currency
Approving fake meds but ,Swallowing best meds in oversea,like
Gate vaccines cribbling Young kids in Africa,Morocco,Congo
Black betrayed black when this white folks comes with their currencies testing their vaccines on prostitution hubs leaving them with immune infection,, Young girls on depression
Suicide thoughts next situation !are we lab rat now?
Christianity preaching to humanity but fail in Africa
Cos the were merchinary dress like missionary
The saw the natural resources so the came like spy forces
{ } Slave masters forces Killing young blacks if the tryna Run bosses but how then did
African churches getting richer than European churches when the European led us to the churches
God am confuse cos black pastors robbing black
People broad day light no Guns,No Bomb
Now
The Reading bible like movie script
On their ipad,another tab
Watching sex
Bunch of peodophile and sex capedes
The emphasis
Thou shall not judge on earth
Cos the use church to get their daily bread
Why pay tithe to pastors who got two
Private jet
When the youth so poor who can relate?
God i urge you to come soon please dont be late
Cos this youth need to be awake -aware
Am Pharisee on a thousand Grind
Breaking no laws,no bottom line
Speak the prophecy
Let the people know ,know hierarchy
Am from a state people always
Getting allergy to mediocre
Like creating laws difficult for the poor
While the rich class always above the law
Nobody is diplomatic
Cos yall wigeon ,not saying no to slave masters religion
I hate people telling me sorry
When the ain't ready to change like
Social media oaps, bloggers and radio stations
Busy jamming to who the know
Artiste Leaving good content but
The just wanna blow
No money the get cunny out of it
I see it in your comment section
I know you hate me, please snap out of it
Cos my mouth did the talking
And your ears should be listening
Church is like the fashion show
The came here to show their fashion cloth
Am a watch man ,nurseman
Search your conscience search your mind
Are you the one in church or you the luicifer in good Clothings out here you violence we know this
Elders & Deacons you ain’t above this
God If i meet you i wanna know if you call this this prophets and prophetess
Cos the manifest sanity
Where did you call them
Please call me too
I wanna you hear you
I am tired of waiting
What year will call me
What year will call me?
Am waiting
What year will you call me?
Am waiting
I wanna hear you
What year will u call me
What year will you call me cos am waiting