paroles de chanson 4 - Butosh feat. Doe Bades

It's putting my mind out of sight
Like bad days I can't deny
Like humans without the rights
Like Jesus ain't an Israelites

Back to the days that I did
Nothing apart from love me
It seems the bells tolls for me
Someone please save me

Now I'm back to shell, back to my cell
Waited on the world but it never could tell
I dream so slow, it seems I'll fail
All the pain in my crevices, do tell

All I hear is the tale called history
I believe it's not all fantasy
I believe, the life he gave to me
And then come priest and the fallacy

Cos it was meant to be. A destiny
But you said to me, It's hell for me
And your beliefs, Is the precious seed
And everything is said to be
That my beliefs, is death for me
Allah this, Jesus that
Atheist says, Fuck all that
Baby pls, Don't do that
Lucy is, on your back
Not your life, not the racks

All your theories from your predecessor
Giving not hope but all the pressure
Spitting his thoughts without a measure
Saving in your mind like a word processor

And it's pushing me pushing me down
If there's a choice I'd take another route
Love is religion stop asking me how
Without it, there's nothing livings all about

I'm running away I'm running

Religion now breeds a mad asylum
False prophets drive, look how we ride on
Giving us lies, without the bribes on
Spreading the hate look how we die young

Religion now breeds a mad asylum
False prophets drive, look how we ride on
Giving us lies, without the bribes on
Spreading the hate look how we die young
All of their figures be rising I know
Rich get richer and the poor people don't
Faking miracle to making more dough
And now our senses be moving slow mo

I like to share you a story you see
Not the one that just makes all of us bleed
Not the one that makes you have enemies
And not the one that makes you see me
As another person cos I just do me
Let the love lead and not hatred baby
We all need peace, the peace we all need
We're all the same, no killings I plead

Cos it was meant to be. A destiny
If its hell for you, It's hell for me
And our beliefs, Is our precious seed
Just do you and let love lead
My belief, that I believe
In that being that made me
Made us all don't you see
We're the same, so let love lead

Light a joint let me have a talk with you
Two sides to a story
But villains never in it
Bunch of heroes rewriting shit
Its grace if people die, God's kept you alive
Singing glory, glory halleluyah

Someone above us all, ain't talking religion
It is the culture, keeping everyone in a sane field
Same religion, different preachings
Tv once a sin now they on it

All eyes on me but they ain't seen christ since
Bunch of actors on they wall but we aint serving idols
Modern sacrifices, flesh and blood
Pastors on the pulpit
Vans lurking to have the offering
I thought thou shall not steal
But pastors ain't trust each other

Wake up in the morning
Shooting and thinking
Would you be still be holy if end of the journey ain't hell
Fear; keeps religion movin

Forgiving Lord, holding a beef long before we was in this
Two side to a story
But we judging already
Damning the man in hell
Where's hell
Tell me someone that's been there
They don't care since bible said it

Everyone's tryna be right
Competition of the best path
Deeper life and redeemers
Winners and celestial
I bet they got different God

White girl, white clouds
Tryna hop on the spaceship
UFO, you don't know me even if you see me
Devil on my left, angel on my right
Staring at the mirror, wondering who this
We ain't even choose to be this

Got the cup but ain't wayne
Like a danfo, my mind is forever open
Tryna see the bigger picture
Aint right coz it's legal
Aint right coz it's in the holy book
David killed a lot
Solomon fornicating, nobody wiser
Make it make sense

We all feel pains
We ain't different
Ye are gods but we ain't see no wonders
Miracles on lockdown
Raising dead but covid killing the people
Aint judging, tryna do you too

All we do is sow, i got my stem too
Hold my breath till the next shoot
10%
First fruit

Congregation made you rich, they can't afford your schools
"Prosperity and giving"
Hit a J for that
Pastor failing to be president
I laugh to that

Churches more than industries
A sinner and the wicked are different breeds
You can tell what breed the second citizen is

You can see through me
See my emptiness
But still let me shed a tear
Then say you love me
I'll rather not be loved
Than feeling pain before I'm loved

Slim fucking eyes
So crazy

Thinking about this world
Thinking bout the motive
Thinking about what I'm doing
Thinking where we going
What we doing
Who we serving
It's a whole crazy world
Different religions
Different motives
Tryna find happiness
But it all ends in death