Need Jesus

Let ye cast no judgement upon thy neighbor

Before the beam of thy own eyes have been cleansed

In the wicked ways of the world

God gives the remission of all of our sins

When I was a young one the preacher put oil on my sixth chakra

He knew when I was older I'd wanna follow 2Pac and Big Papa

They thought I was so devilish in the dark I would listen to sick opera

But this choppa will be reppin' the city where RDV's Young Rich and Slick's got ya

Well in peace

I don't know why they wanna call me up every Easter Sunday to the altar

Maybe the music I am doin' is never gospel, sinner is what they call ya

I know we look a little strange and we the gang my lane is what I offer

3 dimensional altar with a ego on top of the rock of Gibraltar

I see-e, it's not the way the bible people want me to be-e

Flippin' the fire for the family focused and free-e

Listen to me-e doing it for T.V-e

With the rebel yell, came out of my shell

Preacher said tell your people let go of your coat-tail

With a tremendous fail he never to say my livin'll sell

But even worse said I lead my people to Hell's Bells

Lookin' at me just like my mother and father would breed creatures

Not an evil bone in my body and never known to be naughty in my seeds either

Simple and plain like a cheese pizza

I don't know prayin' on my knees keep us from heat seekers

Lovin' the bleed feature while the people tell me that I need Jesus!

Talk about, judgement

Speakin' to me with the people I'm leadin' em underway

And you read me and see me easy to be shunned away

But you got it all wrong

You seem to tell me I need Jesus! (oh, Jesus! Jesus!)

Every day they wanna condemn me

None of 'em even know me

Anyone ever that sinned cast the Stone out

I'm stoned, let's talk about it

I'm askin'

What's happening?

Boy, cause they bashing me

Bangin' the bible, butcher boy don't bother with blasphemy

Call em a crazy critic comin' causin catastrophes

Aimin' at Aaron a lot of ammo and an angel actually

Ah mane, Amen

You people let the steeples speak in evil and the neezle playing God hymn

My mother was a Christian but I used to go with the wicked for the stick and what's the problem

Questioning the K.O.D.'s grim, anybody talkin hella crazy I'm bout to jaw them

You'll be up on a cross whenever you step to me so take precaution

Y'all false actors, callin' me a demon when I talk backwards tihs pot

Tecca Nina gonna be sought after this drop by the people that go toss rappers hip hop

So you thinking you religious?

When you condemn another man you never lead us

Telling me what's under me is gonna heat us

Never believe ya cause really you need Jesus

Leave us

Talk about, judgement

Speakin' to me with the people I'm leadin' em underway

And you read mesee me easy to be shunned away

But you got it all wrong

Let's talk about it

Mama never really talked about God

All that I was ever taught was I'm odd

Heard he knew bout every thought that I had

Dirty mind I'd see a cross and I'd hide

Lost without dad, salty bout that

But I was captivated by the bosses outside

I plotted every way to get in drawers with my squad (church)

Ask round why every man goes

Bad habits to pass down like second hand clothes, mad

Salvage a blouse, gown, and manicured toes

Had half of us ground bound for hell and lord knows

Need a savior they say slayed for your behavior

Raised in three days, grace be what he gave ya

The Son of the maker, one to gravitate to

Pay 10 percent cause sins ya didn't pay for

Bow to a name insane fast, he told the

Vows to a dame, the tame Casanova

Wow did it change and came crashing, poser

Doused in the flames and bang chapter closure

Spiritually drained, crass and vulgar

Needed somewhere to go until rain passes over

Seeking a miracle from a stained-glass Jehovah

But I don't know if the ordain pastor sober

Dang in disdain prayed in vain

Care slain yo, explain do anything

Lay hands, but role playing, you entertain

Doubt, pain, processin' grow in the brain

It's confusing, now my fans out protruding

Rebuking, from mouths full of communion

Scorn by lukewarm kind, it's time you've been warned

The Storm formed, now find refuge in...