The Preacher says “we need more leaders”
But I'm lead to believe he's looking for more believers
A few lack luster achievers maybe a few thief-ers
Dipping in the collection plates filled by collective faith
Hoping to buy their way to heaven bypassing buying that new 911
Or the future of their own children's tomorrow
Letting this man talking for God borrow a few dollars
So when he follows his speeches with who's in need of saving
I think to myself the money in the church is going straight
To his BOYFRIENDS Le Saber
As they give each other the eye as he directs the singing
The preachers wife is mad as hell but she is getting really nice
Coming to church in her nice tight dress
Heals and freshly done nails
Smiling at all the brothers holding the hand of her man
But she's of course giving the glory to another
Scream JESUS when she isn't at church
As another man other than the pastor lays hands all over her
Mean while I sit in the back wanting to ask some question
Like “who made God, and who made WHO MADE GOD”
Instead I sit quietly knowing when I move out my mothers house
I will no longer be stepping foot into some one else SO-CALLED holy house
When all I see is the devil dancing
And sister Nancy pretty much dropping it and shaking it faster
Try to get the attention of the pastor
Who eye's are on the booty of the man who his wife calls “that bastard”
While she winks at brother Jenkins stuffing another $20 in her Victoria Secret bra
Which is not such a secret to all because I see it all
Waiting wondering wishing the doors of the church would hurry up and open
So I can run through the opening and carry my behind home.
Jalili B. JimiyuYeah it's copyrighted 2008