Текст песни april showers - nic.

But
The real building that God is interested in
Is the human being
The real house of God
Is not of stone
The real house of God
Is flesh and blood

Starring at the ceiling as the fan turns, looking for the meaning of life
I find myself wondering often, if we living to die
Is it a sin when your faith seems faithless?
I done seen bullets exchange heads, ironic how they were brainless
They say we'll never learn
But what other option do you have
When a Queen births a King in this cancer world
When his surroundings are empty clips
Drives bys on afternoons
Be killed or you kill
Fiends lurk in every room
My mom was Queen Makeda, our home, Ethiopia
Outside was Babylon, Delilah's hung around the corner
Yeah, she dragged my ass to church every day
Now as I look back, man that shit is prolly why I'm still sane
The devil tried, but I spoke free
Somehow I always knew that the tongue would be key
I thank the lord for sending his only son to take my sins away
As tears shed, I bow my head and pray
On Good Friday

Since the scripture says he created man and woman
In his own image and after his own likeness
Then how could you be any less than he is
If he created you in his likeness