Gospel of Mark by K.A.A.N. Lyrics
[Verse]
I know a pastor with a Bible & a crucifix
Religion's a disguise
I can see it in his eyes
Niggas preaching you the gospel
But the devil is a liar
He can lead you to the well
But I bet that bitch dry
10 percent of every dollar
To your local tabernacle
Collection plate spinning 'round
Two times in the service
Can I get me a receipt?
My Salvation’s tax deductible
I'm still givin' money
I been broke for 'bout a month or two now
Hallelujah Sunday and sinning on Monday
The red-eye to hell, a nigga only going one way
Obsessing over fashion and your false sense of worship
Don't even believe in God, you're just praying for a purpose
And refuse to ask questions 'cause your soul has been invested
And they're still segregating
Preaching Nate from Old Testaments
From what I understand that's the White man's rhetoric
We're tied to the South, Klu Klux & Confederates
Complexion of the Savior that I praise is tan licorice
Enslaved West Africans then turned them all illiterate
And call them all niggers and make them think they're the lesser
You abducted us from a land where we was kings & professors
Welfare's a manifestation of slave labor
And dependency upon the government from taking handouts
????
Put them in Section 8 so there isn't no way to stand out
Unless they on the corner selling poison to their people
Then you throw them in a jail
The population same color
Niggas see a cell mate with skin tones of his own
Industrialize the prison
Turn it into private industries
Years for petty charges
My people living in misery
A nigga twenty five with a record full of felonies
Was raised in the system so that's all he really know
Institutionalized minds, we still living in slavery
And fighting over shit that we can never even own
An educational system of a third-world quality
Then wonder why my people got the highest rate of poverty
The land of the free? I think that's literal hypocrisy
And fuck the constitution, that's just an idiosyncrasy
The words "pursuit of happiness" scribbled by slaveowners
Malt liquor for your liver, no longer an organ donor
Fastest way to kill a people is diminishing their minds
Give them drugs of different kinds, good grapes from a vine
They choose to procrastinate and waste all of your fucking time
Fuck getting educated, niggas getting medicated
Popping pills like they vitamins
Oxycontins & Vicodin
But don't forget the weed and make sure that the odor's pungent
We living in a society that praises over-indulgence
My generation's either locked up or on the substance
These niggas lack focus, always into dumb shit
I practice what I preach and watch the people that I run with
The truth is in my rhymes, that's divine & sublime
Coming directly at your face like that officer's mace
So get the fuck off of the couch and stop waiting on a meal ticket
Rap game full of ignorance
Am I the only one to find that shit sickening?
I know a pastor with a Bible & a crucifix
Religion's a disguise
I can see it in his eyes
Niggas preaching you the gospel
But the devil is a liar
He can lead you to the well
But I bet that bitch dry
10 percent of every dollar
To your local tabernacle
Collection plate spinning 'round
Two times in the service
Can I get me a receipt?
My Salvation’s tax deductible
I'm still givin' money
I been broke for 'bout a month or two now
Hallelujah Sunday and sinning on Monday
The red-eye to hell, a nigga only going one way
Obsessing over fashion and your false sense of worship
Don't even believe in God, you're just praying for a purpose
And refuse to ask questions 'cause your soul has been invested
And they're still segregating
Preaching Nate from Old Testaments
From what I understand that's the White man's rhetoric
We're tied to the South, Klu Klux & Confederates
Complexion of the Savior that I praise is tan licorice
Enslaved West Africans then turned them all illiterate
And call them all niggers and make them think they're the lesser
You abducted us from a land where we was kings & professors
Welfare's a manifestation of slave labor
And dependency upon the government from taking handouts
????
Put them in Section 8 so there isn't no way to stand out
Unless they on the corner selling poison to their people
Then you throw them in a jail
The population same color
Niggas see a cell mate with skin tones of his own
Industrialize the prison
Turn it into private industries
Years for petty charges
My people living in misery
A nigga twenty five with a record full of felonies
Was raised in the system so that's all he really know
Institutionalized minds, we still living in slavery
And fighting over shit that we can never even own
An educational system of a third-world quality
Then wonder why my people got the highest rate of poverty
The land of the free? I think that's literal hypocrisy
And fuck the constitution, that's just an idiosyncrasy
The words "pursuit of happiness" scribbled by slaveowners
Malt liquor for your liver, no longer an organ donor
Fastest way to kill a people is diminishing their minds
Give them drugs of different kinds, good grapes from a vine
They choose to procrastinate and waste all of your fucking time
Fuck getting educated, niggas getting medicated
Popping pills like they vitamins
Oxycontins & Vicodin
But don't forget the weed and make sure that the odor's pungent
We living in a society that praises over-indulgence
My generation's either locked up or on the substance
These niggas lack focus, always into dumb shit
I practice what I preach and watch the people that I run with
The truth is in my rhymes, that's divine & sublime
Coming directly at your face like that officer's mace
So get the fuck off of the couch and stop waiting on a meal ticket
Rap game full of ignorance
Am I the only one to find that shit sickening?