Higher Level

Verse One:

After seven years of rockin'

How do you rate me?

Poorly or greatly?

Everybody seems to be goin' for their's lately

Yo mad heads be needin' money

So listen very close as I conduct this little study

See it's funny to me you can watch TV

And give up your life trying to be all you can be

In the Army

Not knowin' your history

You either fight and die or come back home in misery

Yo get with me, I deal with reality

Loosen your mind to the truth, and don't get mad at me

No politican can give you peace

If you trust Jesus, why do you vote for a beast?

Emancipation is long over due

So overcome procrastination

Because freedom is within you

For some reason we think we're free

So we'll never be

Because we haven't recognized slavery

You're still a slave, look at how you behave

Debatin' on where and when and how and what Massa gave

You wanna know how we screwed up from the beginning?

We accepted our opressor's religion

So in the case of slavery it ain't hard

Because it's right in the eyes of THEIR God

Where is our God, the God that represents us?

The God that looks like me, the God that I can trust?

A God of peace and love, not mass hysteria

I don't want a God that blesses America

I could never really vote for the devil

Let me take you to a higher level...

Verse Two:

Title, take the title from the Bible we can get there

Rip the title from off the front of the Bible, God don't live there

Too many inconsistencies, too many mysteries

Picture the Pope and the Vatican, laughing and drinking and singing and

Kissing me

I stand with God whether I'm paid or whether I'm cryin' broke

I like to ask these politicans would Jesus vote?

The way we view God is a freakin' shame

Church is to blame

We trust God, but bomb Hussein

We simply lovin' the scripture

Same scripture that whipped 'cha

Sooner it'll hit 'cha

Religion's gettin' richer

With that European version of Christ made into a picture

Our society's gettin' sicker, and sicker, and sicker...

Like liquor, we are God-Intoxicated

Not to the true God, but the one the government created

The same governments tellin' people to vote

I pray to God because the people have lost hope

You either vote for the mumps or the measels

Whether you vote for the lesser of two evils, you vote for evil

Politics and God are not equal

But the education if you don't guard, is really lethal

People have more respect for a holy book

Than they do for a cow on a meat hook

Belivers of Jesus be denouncing Satan on every level

But every Halloween they're dressin' like devils

I pray to you for the light you might give them

Mother make them know that you're livin' with them

You begin them and end them in silence

Frankly, if they knew you, they would understand violence

I pray to you for the Pope and the Vatican

Have mercy Mother, cause I know that you're mad at them

The White Jesus deceived us awhile ago

And Pope Julius the Second paid Michaelangelo

I know this happened in 1519 yet

This is the image we can't seem to forget

Vote for God, don't vote for the Devil

Let me take you to a higher level...