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Public service announcement for all the people out there listening to this funky-ass boom bap album

Check it out

Take a second

Just, just take a second

Take a second

Just chill out for a minute, take a second

Check this out

Just some mad cool-out

And we just chillin' right here in D&D Studio

It's about 5 o'clock in the morning

We gonna talk about what you believe in

We gonna talk about how you've been trained

So we gonna come down like this, let me take you to another level

After seven years of rockin', how do you rate me?

Poorly or greatly?

Everybody seems to be goin' for theirs lately

Yo, mad heads be needin' money

So listen very close as I conduct this little study

See, it's funny to me, you can watch TV

And give up your life tryin' to be all you can be

In the Army, not knowin' your history

You either fight and die or come back home in misery

Yo, get with me, I deal with reality

Loosen your mind to the truth and don't get mad at me

No politician can give you peace

If you trust Jesus, why do you vote for a beast?

Emancipation is long overdue

So it become procrastination 'cause freedom is within you

For some reason, we think we're free

So we'll never be, because we haven't recognized slavery

You still a slave, look at how you behave

Debatin' on where and when and how and what master gave

You wanna know how we screwed up from the beginning?

We accepted our oppressor's religion

So in the case of slavery, it ain't hard

Because it's right in the eyes of their God

Where is our God, the God that represents us?

The God that looks like me, the God that I can trust?

A God of peace and love, not mass hysteria

I don't want a God that blesses America

I could never really vote for the devil

Let me take you to a higher level

Title, take the title from the Bible, we can get there

Rip the title from off the front of the Bible, God don't live there

Too many inconsistencies, too many mysteries

Picture the Pope and the Vatican, laughin' and drinkin' and singin' and kissin' me

I stand with God whether I'm paid or whether I'm cryin' broke

I'd like to ask these politicians, "Would Jesus vote?"

The way we view God is a freakin' shame

Church is to blame

We trust God, but bomb Hussein

We simply lovin' the scripture, same scripture that whipped you

Soon it'll hit you, religion's gettin' richer

With that European version of Christ made into a picture

Our society's gettin' sicker and sicker and sicker

Like liquor, we are God-intoxicated

Not to the true God, but the one the government created

The same government tellin' people to vote

I pray to God because the people have lost hope

You either vote for the mumps or the measles

Whether you vote for the lesser of two evils, you vote for evil

Politics and God are not equal

But the education you get on God is really lethal

People have more respect for a holy book

Than they do for a cow on a meat hook

Believers of Jesus be denouncin' Satan on every level

But every Halloween, they're dressin' like devils

I pray to you for the light you might give them

Mother, make them know that you're livin' within them

You begin them and end them in silence

Frankly, if they knew you, they would understand violence

I pray to you for the Pope and the Vatican

Have mercy, Mother, 'cause I know that you're mad at them

The white Jesus deceived us awhile ago

And Pope Julius the Second paid Michelangelo

I know this happened in 1519, yet

This is the image we can't seem to forget

Vote for God, don't vote for the Devil

Let me take you to a higher level