Brotha
Said 'I said, You are gods'
Then he had to break out a massive can of
Wu Pass Tai Chi
Since then ain't nothing changed
No body wants to be responsible for the conditions of the world
It's all ways somebody else's fault
And why is it the angriest, evilest, most malcontent people are always tellin' me
'You need to go to church'
'You need to pray'
But their hair is always well done
And none of them really want to accept the fact
I've been kicked out of enough of them to know
I don't feel welcomed in those places because,
I'm bad for business.
I know, because ministers have told me so.
Yes! I know God love me.
I have music to breathe and
water to watch
and skies to shelter me from
the harsh radiation of the cosmos
and air to carry the sweetest sounds
and I get to enjoy taking a good ole fashioned dump
almost every day
and if I don't
I ain't happy
And it is those same people
inviting me to gather and praise
and help spread the word
that I love me
that are always in
all ways trying to make me believe
something else.
Try to see it my way
If your God says that I'm god
Who am I to say
You don't know what you're talkin' 'bout.
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