[Intro]
I just guess I hate when people take advantage of people's
Lack of understanding of the true nature
Of what our relationship with the creator is supposed to be?
You know what I'm saying?
At the end of the day man humans are humans
We're all just people
No person walking this Earth could judge you
(Jesus walks)
And all y'all fake preachers use God to get money man
Is gonna come back to you
As a matter of fact, I think that is what i am about to start with
[Verse 1]
I'm sorry if it offend
But i got something to say
Most of these preachers are still (niggas) at the end of the day
Most of these preachers are still (niggas) at the end of the day
Shit these preachers are still (niggas) at the end of the day
While we're all searching and seeking
We're looking, striving for guidance
Men try to divide us, the answers come from inside us
People so judgmental, I don't listen to that!
Like God gon' send you to hell just cause you listen to rap
That's some man made up to try and keep us apart
Who really care how you dress, God knows what's on your heart
See we lettin'em separate us, control us, manipulate us
Said money's the root of evil, imprint its name on the paper
Cause you put on a suit, you think you're holy every hour
We all got a past, you're acting like you're holier than thou
Just cause I make a mistake, don't mean I God don't love me
It just mean that I'm human and only God could judge me
I just guess I hate when people take advantage of people's
Lack of understanding of the true nature
Of what our relationship with the creator is supposed to be?
You know what I'm saying?
At the end of the day man humans are humans
We're all just people
No person walking this Earth could judge you
(Jesus walks)
And all y'all fake preachers use God to get money man
Is gonna come back to you
As a matter of fact, I think that is what i am about to start with
[Verse 1]
I'm sorry if it offend
But i got something to say
Most of these preachers are still (niggas) at the end of the day
Most of these preachers are still (niggas) at the end of the day
Shit these preachers are still (niggas) at the end of the day
While we're all searching and seeking
We're looking, striving for guidance
Men try to divide us, the answers come from inside us
People so judgmental, I don't listen to that!
Like God gon' send you to hell just cause you listen to rap
That's some man made up to try and keep us apart
Who really care how you dress, God knows what's on your heart
See we lettin'em separate us, control us, manipulate us
Said money's the root of evil, imprint its name on the paper
Cause you put on a suit, you think you're holy every hour
We all got a past, you're acting like you're holier than thou
Just cause I make a mistake, don't mean I God don't love me
It just mean that I'm human and only God could judge me
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