Hailll Mary fuullll of GRACE #bmbest #bmflow #bm2020 #WSG #WestsideGang #dope AF #fuck #religion Married to the game, but im saying fuck the ring Found answers to all of your questions, but don’t call me google or Bing. And heres some words from the wise, the third eye, spiritual side, the creative mind, let sleeping beasts lie well, if you wanna stay alive. Don’t be the next victim to enter the same slumber Rolling to the pearly gates, G O D piping up and hes’s calling out your number homie! I met the dude once, he fucks up, said I’ve been a sinner, I threw up a middle finger, asked so you created this for some theatre? Chorus) Ignorance is bliss but I rather know the truth, like a baptized kiss, all religions are in cahoots, Making us forget our roots. Training new recruits, shutting down any questions or disputes, the holy lawsuits, man only prosecutes, but never wants to know the truth. Mannnnnn. The only place I feel holy is inside the booth. Inside the booth (Chorus) I think the true motives are hidden inside, true insight, misunderstanding what I could be planning, You knock me on the floor ...again and again... and expect to me to love you, but I see the fucking trend. I realize now that it’s all in my hands, ability to fertilize my own lands, That book was a creation of humans, No holy being had any part of that dance, or ensuing trance. you don’t know me you can’t see me I Never saw you, where’s the fucking proof? Oh wait, holy faith, the perfect excuse Mental bait, an expected trait, False wisdom takes you out of tune, Straight brainwashing for loot, this Much i know is true. Construct your own belief. Discover true relief. but what will it take for you to question it too? (Chorus) Ignorance is bliss but I rather know the truth, like a baptized kiss, all religions in cahoots, Making us forget our roots. Training new recruits, shutting down any questions or disputes, the holy lawsuits, man only prosecutes, but never want to know the truth. Mannnnnn. The only place I feel holy is inside the booth. Inside the booth. (Chorus) Sorry I just can’t jump on that man-made charade, Commit my life to a diety when I only feel pain, Hoping for a quick fix or a sense or restrain, Until I pray I only hear me, Then the epiphany, I’m just talking to myself, I’m my own God and in control of my destiny, a life of hope and entering a true heavenly ecstasy, You want proof, so do I, the best I’ve seen is the beast called Scientology, a religion that fucked alien technology and gave birth to a scheme of sick ideology. Tax exempt limp Dick Dave’s who use power to change your psychology. They’re burning in their Sex-made hell y’all went too far, all those memories of miseries given to people by theological entities, twisting minds for profit and leaving battle scars. This world is ours and we need something new. So meditate and educate have a breakthrough, Become you’re own guru, Gain a new world view, This talk isn’t taboo it’s just well overdue, breaking the religious chains that keep us subdued. -End-