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There ain’t no Lord here, Dear Lord

Nobody watching or protecting

What you fear for

There’s nothing moral about humans

Disillusioned, living in ruins

Most unsacred of unions

The Devil speaks fluent in influence

God’s students lost

Busy disproving Newton

Must be thinking is he this fucking stupid?

I’m a shoe-in for Heaven’s Gates

My dues been accruing

You sitting in that waiting room stewing

Sweat dripping, anxious

Tie getting loosened

Knowing that you judgment is pursuant

To the life that you lived

Dirty shit that you been doing

You tried to make your soul translucent

Excuses taking the place of improvements

Your prayers been muted

You soul been wounded

That high horse you rode in on

Is fucking useless

When the devil comes knocking

You don’t got a lot of options

Body and soul rotten

God’s forgotten, misbegotten

Downtrodden

But he ain’t watching

When the devil comes knocking

You don’t got a lot of options

Body and soul rotten

God’s forgotten, misbegotten

Downtrodden

But he ain’t watching

So do not fear God

And do not fear death

Because what is painful is easy to endure

And what is good is easy to get

And when God invites me up to have my interview

And tells me that my résumé reminds him of the sin in you

I’ll remind her that you tried your best to do what’s best

Without a second thought or consideration of what’s next

And that you never told her children you were better for it

And that you asked if I could pass along a message for him

That if the God above is real and I was left below

That’s not the kind of God I want and you should let me go

So Hello Mr. Self Righteous

Bury your pride beneath the shadow of the Cyprus

I can see it in your iris

You’re lifeless

You might just

Pick and leave to fight ISIS

The Middle East, there isn’t peace for those sightless

Those people need your beliefs

Spiritual crisis

You can enlighten them from underneath the Ficus

But really if they’d just remain tight-lipped

You might give

Some rationality

Some democracy

Western Culture the foundation of your Whiteness

Cause it’s not a matter of wrong or right it’s

A matter of these divine rights bitch

But man, fuck it

Go on your crusade

Put your woman in place, make fun of somebody who’s gay

Nobody’s racist on Kill-A-Black-Kid-Tuesday

And it’s cool to say the n-word when you rap along with 2 Chainz

But before you go all Liu Kang on Hussein’s

You gotta tell 'em you’re a Christian, and you pray

But goddamnit, today is a new day

And freedom tastes like gunpowder

Pass the Crest toothpaste

When the devil comes knocking

You don’t got a lot of options

Body and soul rotten

God’s forgotten, misbegotten

Downtrodden

But he ain’t watching

So do not fear God

And do not fear death

Because what is painful is easy to endure

And what is good is easy to get

So when God invites me up to have my interview

And tells me that my résumé reminds him of the sin in you

I’ll remind her that you tried your best to do what’s best

Without a second thought or consideration of what’s next

And that you never told her children you were better for it

And that you asked if I could pass along a message for him

That if the God above is real and I was left below

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