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Hey yo – check it: This is why I’m Extian.Listen.
You hand me a beat, I’ll abuse it like catholic priests,
Do to children during the holiest of Vatican weeks,
The sack of my beats ain’t phat – they enormous,
They’ll leave your brain gone, off and lost like a pack of Mormons,
You disrespect my clan – you’d better run and hide,
The same way Christians accept ‘Intelligent Design’,
You push the truth aside, and ministers win,
But if you so strong in your beliefs – answer me this:If the memories of our life’s retained in the brain,
And the brain dies, inside it nothing remains,
Wouldn’t that mean you would have absolutely and positively no recollection or account of previous things,
When you die?Angels and demons devils and Gods do not await you,
Even if your own condition would not escape you’d,
Sit up in church with fake faith and false hope,
Get up burst out Amen! And praise God!
Jesus, He saves lives!
Molest your daughter and cheat on your wife at the same time,
And claim I’m speakin’ the devil, and that I’m going to hell,
And as far as hell; speak of the devil!It’s amazing how this God is ubiquitous omnipresent existent in every stitch of existence,
But yet and still it’s this place devoid of his presence of torment and sickness,
You go forever for eighty years of sins you committed?
That’s ridiculous!
And you know what makes it worse is the fact that nobody else seems to have an issue with it,
Just blindly giving in to it – but me,
But maybe I’m the crazy person maybe it’s just me…I love sayin’ there isn’t a God,
Well at least, that the God in the Bible isn’t God,
You may think it’s odd that I’m black and I don’t swear by a God,
that every body recognizes as God,
I’m tired of sayin’ the word God,
It’s self-defeating an’ meaningless,
Just a title; idle reverence for some lenience,
And lenience for what?
Every single sin that we have in our arsenal He gave us to strut!
And for what?What kind of sense would it make?
To create a sinful creation you judge from the gate,
And then send your only son to prohibit the fate,
That you ultimately responsible for?And in why the hell are we sayin’ ‘He’?
’cause if God had a sex than He wouldn’t be,
And maybe if He was God then He couldn’t leave,
His greatest creation alone in it’s time of need,
And this is exactly what I mean.We ignore the obvious in front of us,
In two thousand years from now people gon’ be makin’ fun of us,
If we last that long -
If the Muslims don’t kill the Christians,
And the Christians don’t kill the non-Christians ’cause they can’t compete with the Muslims,
’cause the Muslims cutting peoples heads off,
Chantin’ in Arabic, claimin’ they love em’,
Declaring jihad on western Muslims,
Takin’ innocent lives for nothing.But maybe it isn’t, maybe it just seems,
Maybe I’m the crazy person, maybe it’s just me,
Maybe I’ll just leave, and take my crazy belief system and just leave,
Cause really it’s just me…I’ll say it once and never again – I’ll never go back,
’cause there thinkin for yourself’s a helluva sin,
Us again them? I wonder who’d win?
’cause all we really have to do is spit logic to get under thier skin.That’s why I’m Extian.
