Sage The Room

"Sage the room for all the dead Pray my soul resolves in red Let the spirit lie with me Burn the cross for all to see" They was too critical what I was rappin' about Puttin' my foot in they mouth The truth is Ferris Wheel Pull out my weapon one trigger I'm sparin' you Pull up her skirt and I'm darin' you Catholic religion a shitty influence Babies get raped Money deflate White out the white, that pussy be droolin' Most of dem' stories be movin' Then you get murder n' lootin' I swear I don't know what to do when Mama say God don't like jealousy Why? Jealousy sin number 6, do what I say or you die, the truth in a lie The Bible was all in my head I rip that bitch to some threads Snappin' like I'm off the meds All of us gon' end up dead Here we go', YEAAA Jesus ain't die on the cross, I'm goin' to helll That ship set and sailed On fire I'm burnin' in helll Passionate wishin' me well Lockin' my mind like a jail That shit out the window like wind Scared of the law n' da' sin He gon' forget bout' your spirit If you swear at me again Who said that God was a him, false She gave me life, she a gem, boss Right is reserved for women, sauce Baptise, cult friends, Voss I Chunk the deuce to the stipulations Pray to the World for retaliation G, O, D me and I'm it I see no need for no imitation Brought up in Church wit' people that praised but Habits don't match to the book Do whatever you want, but show up on Sunday, You not on the hook, crook Daddy don't like her cus' she ain't a Christian, But she got a cook book She go wit' the flow, just like a rookie, I guess she a good rook I can't go for the fake shit Sound like slavery and racist Don't bow down I'm a satist We on a first name basis I won't tell you where I been at I say where I'm goin' I know God gon' take that hat off to reap I'm sowin' She sayin' the room in Sanna Mon, somethin' like ten in the morn You can't comprehend the shit I'm on, I'm out of my shell I'm reborn Contradict Optimist Pharmacist Really be sellin' these drugs To the thought of this Arsonist Sick to my stomach The thought of this Fuckin' my brain up I need a psychologist Fearless self limitless This ain't a movie wit images This is as real as it's finna get System ain't givin' me nothin' I'm fightin' I'm uppin' and bussin' They come for me it's gon' be sufferin' Protectin' my energy Issa' a fatality Cash out the broke steal from the rich Wanted my freedom And it was a wrap for me what Finally found my nitch A whole lot pain A whole lot of agony what Mommy ain't raise no snitch Still had the love So I did it classically what Down on my knees then switch I was igornin' the ignorance Now I'm a spiritual vigilant Chasin' the heavens vigorous Pray to the reverend, it's hideous Wake up to script n' some silliness Ima believe what I leave Grow wit' the flowers and trees Dis' ain't a diss to the Christians Just a perspective, finish em' Burn em' up