Losin My Religion

Let's take a trip, back into time, as I explain,

Things ain't the same, I'm goin' back down memory lane.

And as I travel, dirt roads of gravel,

Two sets of foot prints for me and my shadow.

The unholy speaks as I walk in my sleep,

And my speach makes you weak, means my words are too deep.

You see soceity's strung on a Bible and a man,

With the will of the devil to destory and he can.

You see, time after time, have I made up my mind,

Should I be a vegeterian, or die, eat swine.

Can I lose my religon, every day, it's a habit,

Is religon just for kids or am I a silly rabbit?

Am I lost in a book that says sins are forbiden,

Who am I to believe when the Bible was really written?

I don't know, will I die?

I can't live in a lie,

Cross my heart and hope to die,

I'm losin my religon.

Am I wrong or insane, using God's name in vain,

When the preacher sells cocaine, how am I to be sane.

See first he's a preacher, now he's slangin' ki's,

College educated from workin' at Mickey D's.

I got no say in the world today,

Livin' in AmeriKKK.

You call me the devil 'cause I refuse to pray,

But your religious games I refuse to play.

Bible study's not my buddy,

Shake the preacher, now my hand's all bloody.

Daily gossip, religious philosophies,

Nigga please, I'm losin my religon.