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What if I told you, Jesus came to abolish religion?

What if I told you getting you to vote republican, really wasn’t his mission?

Because republican doesn’t automatically mean Christian,
And just because you call some people blind, doesn’t automatically give you vision.

If religion is so great, why has it started so many wars?
Why does it build huge churches, but fails to feed the poor?

Tells single moms God doesn’t love them if they’ve ever been divorced

Yet God in the Old Testament actually calls the religious people ******

Religion preaches grace, but another thing they practice,
Tend to ridicule Gods people, they did it to John the Baptist,

Cant fix their problems, so they try to mask it,
Not realizing that’s just like sprayin perfume on a casket

Because the problem with religion is that it never gets to the core,
It’s just behavior modification, like a long list of chores.

Let’s dress up the outside, make things look nice and neat,
Its funny that’s what they do to mummies, while the corpse rots underneath,

Now I ain’t judging I’m just saying be careful of putting on a fake look,
Because there’s a problem if people only know that you’re a Christian by that little section on your facebook

In every other aspect of life you know that logics unworthy
Its like saying you play for the lakers just because you bought a jersey

But see I played this game too; no one seemed to be on to me,
I was acting like church kid, while addicted to *******.

I’d go to church on Sunday, but on saturday getting faded,
Acting as if I was simply created to have *** and get wasted.

Spend my whole life putting on this façade of neatness,
But now that I know Jesus, I boast in my weakness.

If grace is water, then the church should be an ocean,
Cuz its not a museum for good people, it’s a hospital for the broken

I no longer have to hide my failures I don’t have to hide my sin,
Because my salvation doesn’t depend on me, it depends on him.

because when I was Gods enemy and certainly not a fan,
God looked down on me and said, “I want that man!”

Which is so different from religious people, and why Jesus called em fools
Don’t you see hes so much better than just following some rules?

Now let me clarify, I love the church, I love the bible, and I believe in sin
But my question, is if Jesus were here today, would your church let Him in?

Remember He was called a drunkard and a glutton by  “religious men”
The Son of God not supported self-righteousness, not now, not then.

Now back to the topic, one thing I think is vital to mention,
How Jesus and religion are on opposite spectrums,
One is the work of God one is a man made invention,
One is the cure and one is the infection.
Because Religion says do, Jesus says done.
Religion says slave, Jesus says son,
Religion puts you in shackles but Jesus sets you free.
Religion makes you blind, but Jesus lets you see.

This is what makes religion and Jesus two different clans,
Religion is man searching for God, but Christianity is God searching for man.

Which is why salvation is freely mine, forgiveness is my own,
Not based on my efforts, but Christ’s obedience alone.

Because he took the crown of thorns, and blood that dripped down his face
He took what we all deserved, that’s why we call it grace.

While being murdered he yelled “father forgive them, they know not what they do”,
Because when he was dangling on that cross, he was thinking of you

He paid for all your sin, and then buried it in the tomb,
Which is why im kneeling at the cross now saying come on there’s room

So know I hate religion, in fact I literally resent it,
Because when Jesus cried It is finished, I believe He meant it.
It was a friendly day today because Saipan wasn't under a typhoon watch. Wake up American Australians to enjoy a hearty breakfast that features pork products! A vegetarian, who wants to make it to 100, must supplement with desiccated liver pills as ***** meat is nutrient dense. Why is the Earth an immovable plane? Why is the moon semi-transparent? I'm endeavoring to spread good cheer cheerfully (light v. heavy, sciatica v. lumbago).
It's the home of the Texas see the Lexus
Sittin' on chrome my home near the astrodome
Dickin' down the baddest yellow bones
Off of yellow stones cuz my diamonds
Lookin' like yellow stones once the sun shines on
My ices causes wrecks see my checks
Clear out me and my homies to homettes
Ballout this is a shout out to all those playas about
They business living restless so none could touch this
Once I hammer you go in a permanent slammer
Eternal damnation nothing but platinum
On ya stations from nation to nation
We creating a world wide swang got even the spirits to sang
Can't help to clang ain't no thang
Since I was made an outcast feel the blast it's an easy task
Suckas can't even last one round
From my guns sound make em break from town
Htown holding up all the pounds
Check my gravity pieces from my  nephews to nieces our money increases
From property leases **** y'all pleases
We giving no apology rap ology
Running mo' girls than Goldie
Mack 1-O for sho keep the six fo'
Three feet off of the floo"' look what's in sto'
Daytons laying up like Gary Payton
But this a g_love that ya can't catch heat in
Gangsta funk is what I'm speaking on
FleXin' from zone to zone with my Stacy Adams on none could clone
Texas we all stay with berretas so watch ya cheddar
Cuz ****** out with cold hearts minus the sweaters


They say Yosef don't rap yo what's the haps
On these new jacks with they rap wacks
Say they killers when they really ain't
Makin' no figures leave holes in ya figures
Catch what I'm saying sprayin'
Nothing but rawness my flows leave ya jawless
Flawless victory from my lyrical machinery
Subs still drinkin' out the finest Pubs
And throwing dubs to **** cherubs at the club
Strip see me I'm a player and I'll never slip
Watch where I'm walking and I'm still talkin'
Dangerous territory my clutch similar to Horry
**** the fake horror stories they bore me
Iraqi war veteran who better than
Me to wreck the microphone so smoothly feelin' Fugees
With that La La see times fly by
In a maze you dazed can't phase
Me out the darkest days rhymes equals
Pay with no delay from the heart of the Tre
That's third ward we leave scars carved with barbed
Wires rollin' like tires
Down ya boulevard we too hard
For the industry cuz ain't no soft in us G
95' flow bringing back that mellow
Accent flows adjacent to the mic I bent
Once the rhymes is sent feel my presence
Nothing but magic makin' classics
And mass caskets covered in plastic
From the flows that stretch like an elastic
Smoggin' the city so it's bound be traffic
Jams as I slams ya ear drums again
And again ya can't break away from the wind
That's bound to touch leavin' hataz in a crutch
PhiWrit Aug 2018
Father forgive me and pour quickly another 16 bars
To show the gifts of grace laced betwixt these scars

I had to figure out what I wanted to be sayin'
And how to say it, without a stutter or sprayin
Just in case I end up with that ***** ace hit
Lace it like a base hit, going back to basics
20/20 so I got no need for contact or lasik
No congac or bourbon wasted, on Jack-by-the-case ****
On the rocks, with coke to nose, for those who know
Made it on my own, no bone thrown, no debt be owed
Nor load to be towed, blazing p's of o on the low
tell by the glow, and how the kid's suit's sewn
The Sheen's shown in each pebble this Jew flows
My women be sinning, while I be grinning "OhhH"
Right there, in the night air, no polite fare
Though it's hot, we might get a cold-bite stare
Finish quick, flick of the wrist, hold tight hair
Pulled her rack, walked this to mine, height of player

Burned chinatown down, so blow no low mein
Learned the kinda talent to make our own lane
Come slow for dames, lames can't handle me
Some try though they can't hold a candle to me

These the freestyles they pump in Amsterdam
Never see me running wheels, like these lil hamsters, ****
Watch out eager beavers, feel I'm 'bout to blast your dam
Release the Lord's Waters, drown as I flood your land
Got your blood on my hand, I mix it with the sand
I bury you in, no coffin in which to be crammed
My mission, to quiet the rioting inside of thee
From society's ingrained condition of anxiety
thus cleanse you of the omission, and bias ye seek
Quit the escaping in Paramount & heights of peaks
or the pair of mountains you grip close to chest
After you paint her Pollack, you smoke a few sesh
then laugh and frollick until you choke and need rest
Wallow in disappointment even when you've had the best
So much for a Soma Coma to bring you home again
Most just relapse in the vein, trust, all effort's in vain

Burned chinatown down, so blow no low mein
Learned the kinda talent to make our own lane
Come slow for dames, lames can't handle me
Some try though they can't hold a candle to me

I done came into my God's strength
That's why I am keepin' y'all at arms length
My **** is about as long as the arm of the Lord
Mighty strong comparison to a cudgel or a sword
but there ain't no comparing when I'm ******* on ******
This that early Onset Alzheimer's Rap
Yes cat's, early enough for an old timer's nap
Burly enough to handle burlap sacks
filled with stacks of trapper keepers
They all go much deeper than that, it's ether
I can easily be leaping tall stories flat
in single bounds, out of bounds, in ALL CAPS
Mm... Food they say when I enter the room
Mom's Forced DOOM when I'd exit the womb
Hand shaped obsidian the composition of tomb
Hands of Fate tektite (tech tight) when comes to position the loom

Burned chinatown down, so blow no low mein
Learned the kinda talent to make our own lane
Come slow for dames, lames can't handle me
Some try though they can't hold a candle to me

My gold links cold cut this hot slice. suffice
to say, the universe Sway to the smoke from my pipes,
The vine ripe I know, divine right, the signs I write
It’s simple how Him pull symbols by lines I light
with the pen in right hand. Invite my insight
even in flight I will pull in quietly, quite
quaintly quilled answers to your problems I solve’em
Got a pocket full of monsters time to evolve them
The Triage that we brought, heal the **** by salve son
The never-fail-her tailor, repeal at cash, hide all yours
We here to burn’em, earn our term, learn to turn
lead to gold, with wisdom scrolls on ancient fern
You are the Jewel, you are the Philosopher’s stone
just the world imprinted plants, your throne overgrown
with misbehaviour, know that Yah’s Son is here to save ya
Yehoshua HaMashiach My Lord, Master, and Saviour

He gives His toughest battles to His strongest Warriors
Before I throw the towel in I'm a show you what His Glory Is.
I smelled blood-red roses before sprayin' them with pea-green hoses
'cause what I know is, my slit wrists make for terribly ****** poses
that I s'pose shows on my warty nose that's swollen big like 2 noses
on a type of nose chart that a team of nose experts nosily composes
within artistical strictures that graphical artists like Gandhi imposes
on ****-******* ******* lying about the ashram in reposing reposes

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