Has-Lo - Subliminal Oppression lyrics

[Spoken Intro] I'd like to thank you all for being her. [The] speaker next, is a dear friend of mine; a man who has continued the kind of research that I've been doing for many years. He's one of the few speakers that speaks on the subject that we do that has actually a really deep understanding of the subject. Many people talk about it academically, but few really understand the dark, mystical, secret establishment behind the subject of symbols and emblems... [Verse 1] As I define the mystery in your religion To help you understand the metaphor within the written You take it literal when it's really historical and part fiction To resurrect a man when they k**ed him To bring him out Gehenna into the physical realm that we live in Condemn us in flame is there a difference? If Pope John Paul the 2nd would tell us “hell is a man who kept relation to god and himself separate” how would heaven move beyond a psychological plane? How could the medium between a man and god be a saint? I guess the body of Christ is bread of life, while the fish'll be the knowledge he gained Is the meaning of life belying belief, or is the Lord overseeing the work that he created, hate what I became? Before Osama came, they probably thought the Anti-Christ was Saddam Hussein While the clairvoyant is saying the angel in the book of revelations'll turn the sky a color bright as gunpowder and flame Is your future within optical range? It seems strange, just maintain [Hook] The priest telling you lies that sound true Try and control me, try and control you The preacher telling you lies that sound true Try and control me, try and control you Believe half of what you see, none of what you hear The organized church putting lies in the air that sound true To keep your mind in a zoo Try and control me, try and control you [Spoken] And we have to offset that. They have their own particular brand of, uh, sick theology that helps drug. You see? Drug the ma**, drug the human child [Verse 2] Someday we'll be kings and queens like we're meant to be Visions of us occupying the throne offend the weak I know I wasn't put here for academics and getting degrees But I can either live in the street, or die in the booth Lookin for some kinda respect as if I'm ‘Pac holdin his iron in Juice Are you loyal and you finding your crew is your threat? ‘cause little shorty with the tre-eight can pop you and jet When your obvious threat and worse enemy is you The pleaure in fear is novelty yet, you still chase it Lust for money and chains is really ancient It ain't switch, though the style and form of wealth changes Like gold to platinum, linoleum or wooden grain dance floors From cardboard and back spins Does your lifestyle reflect within your actions, or would you rather keep it hidden? They say Allah's children; arise out of the womb of black women And 1/99 was my year of understanding And number 3 is just that. You multiply nine 3 times And god's born through your wisdom Your bloodline reinvented and still livin They say when you die, you're moved through a tube or a vacuum Of bright light and tunnel vision, to judge us Could physical d**h be like prison? Well if it is then, one day we'll all do a stint but for now just live, live, live Don't be oppressed [Hook]