These days religion is a business
So I just pray at home when I feel dizziness
Hey,you asking me who this is?
Well...it's ziia in the flesh
With a wishlist
I wish:
That everything could go back to normal
When giving tithe was not informal
Not men of God driving fast cars
For breakfast having TV Bars
Take me back to the time
When man did not live by bread alone
But by every word uttered
By the Lord of hosts...
Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 12:23 AM UTC
These days religion is a business
So I just pray at home when I feel dizziness
Hey,you asking me who this is?
Well...it's ziia in the flesh
With a wishlist
I wish:
That everything could go back to normal
When giving tithe was not informal
Not men of God driving fast cars
For breakfast having TV Bars
Take me back to the time
When man did not live by bread alone
But by every word uttered
By the Lord of hosts...
Tired of false prophets
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