since birth.
I always had alot to believe in or at least i thought
reading, being taught to walk the path the preacher walked
had to read the bulk on my own, the pain hit through me
and what i didnt understand another man explained it to me
for this id go to war in a minute, i was so thoroughly smitten
i felt like i was apart of something wit every word that was written
and call me gullable but the art of war isnt just beefin
it isnt givin up and leavin ..its fighting for what you believe in
enlighten the people that read it, it'll take him some work
but it'll all work out in the end if you make'em convert
made up from birth to live, breath and die by everything wrote
and you'll live a good life, have a good wife and never be broke
and truthfully i liked it, i liked what it would do to me
made me feel apart of something, up in my tight nit community
lived with all the same kind, especially when it came time
to show are religious commitmemt, we basically had the same minds
sometimes i had to shake mines, i was forever day dreamin
but when i woke up i soaked up everything the reverend stayed screamin
eventually i aint believe him but i believed the best of his lies
like when he said 2morrow would be the 1st day for the rest of our lives
showed up to service and grabbed a brochure off of the desk
bowed for no more than seconds then made a cross on my chest
sat down, opened my book ..my eyes glued to the page
preacher grabbed the mic to enlighten us on what were doin today
he said 'SACRIFRICE!, today is the day we need to get this done
and its the day we REALLY see how deep your commitment runs!
the collection plate will be replaced with flask's that are surely great
and they contain a one way ticket to get past the pearly gates
and as one we will take this drink! i assume ida made this risk
im just glad that after he said 'SACRFRIFE!'
i was in the bathroom, taking a piss.
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