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I don’t always feel like waking up Sunday morning

Know the lord did it somewhere between the yawning

Five days a week I’m stuck inside of an office

10% of my bread provided for offering

Other 90% having me feeling nauseas

Cars gas and bills having me picking coffins

Next door neighbors drive MB’s and Porches'

M3's exhaust tips entrees and car trips

They don’t need keys for it

My old blue whip paid fifteen G’s for it

And it’s a Nissan 100 thousand miles in gas barely econ-Standards,

the A/C probably needing the Freon

And we on Selene Deon status from Titanic

Steady sing how the heart a go on

This can bring me to cardiac slow songs and party hats

It’s all depending how I honor the throne

But dog sometimes

Said I be feeling like a heathen though (heathen)

Said I be feeling like a heathen though (heathen)

Said I be feeling like a heathen though (heathen)

And it was feeling all good just a week ago (week ago)

Said I be feeling like a heathen though (heathen)

Said I be feeling like a heathen though (heathen)

Said I be feeling like a heathen though

But I still be believing though

Now I kind of feel like throwing mud in the water

I don’t really feel like going up to the altar, Nah mean

Everybody going and get reborn

Need a little oil for searching all the free porn

Yeah I’m feeling ashamed about it

To make it worst bruh I don’t remember the name out it

Obey the thirst but I don’t know what I gained out it

I’m playing hurt cause I’m awaiting the flames about it

You know the church folk, cussing in the parking lot

Tucking in they shirt though, fuss about your walk a lot

Struggle with the first four, Commandments

Trying to tell you what’s good religion

They be fat on the world but choose a new tradition

And view the crucifixion like a back stage pass

And prostitute the money like a back page ad

But yo, we all need a little faith when believing

Interceding God grace for the heathen

You don’t hear me though

Said I be feeling like a heathen though (heathen)

Said I be feeling like a heathen though (heathen)

Said I be feeling like a heathen though (heathen)

And it was feeling all good just a week ago (week ago)

Said I be feeling like a heathen though (heathen)

Said I be feeling like a heathen though (heathen)

Said I be feeling like a heathen though

But I still be believing though

I ain’t trying to do a number two on the pulpits

Sometimes I be shooting the bullets

Sometimes in thoughts I be stressing

Be apart of a larger question

If I’m really checking the booklet

Cause I be trying to count it all joy

When I’m counted all out

I be calm and all coy but I’m in the dog house

Cause I’m shy about my sin when everybody watching

And I lie about my sin when everybody jocking

And I ain’t alone either

And you don’t need to be a palm reader

Just to see dry bones in need of Jesus

I’m in your phone speakers or your froam tweeters

But if your pulpit the couch stay at home preacher

Cause I don’t need your judging

If you ain’t scuffing up your own sneakers

You praying for me if I’m upside down, cause if not

Then you can probably take a couple seats then

Standing on the shoreline while a brother sinking

You need to repent homie

Said I be feeling like a heathen though (heathen)

Said I be feeling like a heathen though (heathen)

Said I be feeling like a heathen though (heathen)

And it was feeling all good just a week ago (week ago)

Said I be feeling like a heathen though (heathen)

Said I be feeling like a heathen though (heathen)

Said I be feeling like a heathen though

But I still be believing though

I ain’t a new jack to it just trying to find the fruit

They trying to do trap music trying to design the root

Behind the booth I define the truth And refine the youth

Unify the troops Shooting for designer coups

They talking about the birds flying from the trap

And chasing after plaques steady clapping at the staff

Yelling how they yapping real raps absent on they craft

Then wave ride and plagiarize chapters in they pad

Uh, Nah my God gooder than that

And the best cup of Kool-aide got the sugar intact

But the rap fact is the higher messiah the only chance

When the arms up don’t shoot turn into holy hands

The spirit of God lifted for show ya right with

I’m wishing the preachers would take up they own advice

In their prayer closet, Spirit moving like poltergeist

Pray to up hold the light

And sway’em from wrong to right God

They light speaking through the smoke likes its Zordon

Then let them feel so calm being a oxymoron

Like an Auto commercial on the television

Society mocking the word they rebel the system

It’s monkey see monkey do these days

That ain’t a slur though, Pimps and fur coats

Giving more than members in church clothes

I ain’t saying neither is right the story hurt bro

They all got to drink in they cup sorta like Kurt Co-

Bang! The truth blowing they brains sort of like Kirk though

It’s why I’m always stomping his head

Something that Kirk know all about

But don’t get it twisted ain’t throwing dirt yo

We all trying to get to the finish and trying to work bro

I pray you find grace from the remnant and the church folk

Cause sinners at the end get it worse yo, run it back

I pray you find grace from the church folk

Cause sinners at the end get it worse yo

Praise God