Scandals of a Priest

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Today you are going to change  your cheque into cash
But first you take your crippled relative out with the trash
Shame on you Mr Preacher man
The first one in this bank stretching your receiving hand
Go and have a blast with the paper
Blow it like a sax
But when God is president
You will be the first to be taxed

Money for the love is the root got the loot
Tossed the beggar by the stoob before he messes up your suit
Then dash! To the places where the streets don’t catch
You doing all the worldly things to which you are still attached
That you preach against
Hope you reach a sense of feeling bad
The kingdom cannot be inherited by evil man!
Do you understand!

Holla Amen if you got it!
But stop this hallelujah amen at the pocket of the poor
The spirit doesn’t profit anymore
You say one thing, you do the opposite, for sure.

The path to righteousness is as narrow as the alley
The alley is as dark as the shadow of the valley
The valley is as deep as the scandals of the priest
The priest is benefiting from the system of the beast
You drooling on your pulpit, you can’t maintain your soul
You want to go to heaven because the streets are paved with gold?
I’m told, your wife feels your house just ain’t a home
You want to play the part but you fail
You want to act the part but you fail to play the role
Of a good loving father to your kids
Now give,
Your daughter advise thats positive

All you do is strike fear
You gonna live in eternal fire
No, guide us where heaven is
Where heaven is Preacher man
See you don’t know

Heaven is that feeling when the truth is in your soul
If you would just listen to your sermon you would grow
Most of the sick and dying haven’t heard from you at all
The God in you just wants you to answer to your call
Not to have the sinners put their hands up to you, no!

If you don’t mind let me just bring you to the book of Upmost chapter one verse two
The path to righteousness is as narrow as the alley
The alley is as dark as the shadow of the valley
The valley is as deep as the scandals of the priest
The priest is benefiting from the system of the beast

Good Lord!

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