Hypocrisy - Lyrics by A. Stoudamire - Produced and Mixed by Tony Ozier - Mastered by Dana White at Specialized Mastering Serapis I ain’t havin’ that You can go to hell with that First off Madonna black Jesus Christ what up with that The greatest story that was ever told Jah bless his soul A man without his culture That’s an easy man to control Your Greco-Roman ology is sodomy Salvation for economy Forgery trace it to Ptolemy That’s where it all started there You ain’t never played it fair What happened to the feet of bronze What happened to the wooly hair Fast forward 325 Council of Nicaea Overseen by Constantine 318 it happened there That’s where they slipped the image in The image that we see today Impression goes a very long way (You don’t say) From then on it’s been on Wit’ yo’ cross in tow And so on and so on How far will you go yo’ Your dayz our numbered See your reign of terror coming to end Now let the chorus usher in Foolin’ whom you can only lie to yourself Think you in heaven but you livin’ in hell God helps those who help themselves Every empire that done rose done fell In the name of your religion And your crooked a** system You done done so much killin’ That it’s hard to count the number of the victims All I see conversion thru submission Every time somebody speak out on it move the people Come up missin’ Lyin’ in the same bed church and state Jah watchin’ every move that you devils make Yeah Spiritually watch you castrate In your plate I’m offering you a hand full of truth Who is it you think you are Could you be the Mourning Star Lucifer himself in the flesh Nah I can’t accept Nah, the religion of Massa’ Rarely I’m I inspired by the pastor Don’t take offense Nah, just let the new day commence The Jah I know Him know no past tense Him been ever since The things you never taught the things you knew The opposite you say is what you do Foolin’ who Foolin’ whom you can only lie to yourself Think you in heaven but you livin’ in hell God helps those who help themselves Every empire that done rose done fell I was schooled up in your classrooms Sat up in your pulpits Said my Holy Rosaries Partook up in your Eucharist Turned out you a hypocrite You ain’t livin’ Christ like Knew sumthin’ didn’t fit You ain’t never seen the light Nah, vacation bible schools and all that Pentecostal, Baptist, Seven Day Priest in black Now my first eye see it clearer Looked for God all over where Found him my mirror Yeah, now every mornin’ now that’s when we talk Thank you for my blessins’ For my health To guide me on my walk I still got a long way to go There’s so much I wanna see There’s so much I need yo There’s gotta be a better way More than pray we gotta do Realize that God live inside you Teaching I and I man to live in fear Let him that have ear let them here Startin’ here Foolin’ whom you can only lie to yourself Think you in heaven but you livin’ in hell God helps those who help themselves Every empire that done rose done fell