In spite of preachers.
Most don't deserve this title either.
Cause despite believers you see the lies in bible beaters.
Mindless teasers who use tithes to prescribe the seekers.
Ride with Jesus but at night you supply the reefer.
And despite deceivers we still walk around as liars, cheaters.
Mesmerized by the ice, price, rides, and sneakers.
Psyched and eager just to be beside this creature.
Stigmatized cuz you're paying a price that applies to neither;
Of these sleepless streets where niggas succeed to be.
A piece of meat steady frontin rocking a Jesus piece.
Jewels to relieve the heat, and we never ask to stop it.
Get some cash to profit, imbedded cross from our tattoo artist.
But we lack so this plaque is tarnished cuz of immoral acts.
Where being invincible is a goal and proceed with immortal tasks.
The force, the path we're given a shameless fate.
And the only biblical line we keep in mind: That we can make mistakes!
So you blame and hate sometimes change and relate.
Face to face behind closed doors from state to state.
Life raised the stakes and now there's no flesh to trust.
This is a test for us while our bible's collecting dust.
-Nique.