| Are we sinners in the hands of an angry God?
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| Or is God being judged by a sinning mob?
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| If God ain’t good, I must’ve missed something
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| If God ain’t good, I must’ve missed something
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| He been good to me
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| You been good to me
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| Are we made in the image of God?
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| Or is it God that’s mimicking us?
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| If I’m what’s good, I must’ve missed something
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| If I’m what’s good, I must’ve missed something
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| He been good to me
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| He been good to me
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| I used to be scared of the Holy Ghost
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| Now I’m just scared of them holy folks
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| Should we disagree with God or should we change Him?
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| If I’m made in His image, then why do we feel like strangers?
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| Is He a battery that’s charged by my faith?
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| Who’s at fault when I race but then I fall on my face?
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| Is God to blame for our intentions?
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| Like scientists didn’t bless the world with eugenics
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| Like media ain’t teachin' a new religion
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| Every time I watch the news, I’m gettin' a baptism
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| Should I prophesy or should I proselytize?
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| Is it culture engagement or compromise?
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| When I keep the doors closed, I’m gettin' ostracized
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| But when I open up the doors, I’m gettin' colonized
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| Everything is straight when you have no moral compass
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| Everything is new when you thinkin' like Christopher Columbus
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| Is everything just a social construct?
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| Who’s allowed to judge our moral conduct?
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| I was an insecure boy who just thought he was a genius
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| But always pissed off, that’s because I thought with my penis
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| It’s all strategic, I’m just asking us the reason
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| Share my faith on the track, I’m just exorcising demons
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| Yeah, never told a lie
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| Uh uh, never told a lie
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| Are we sinners in the hands of an angry God?
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| Or is God being judged by a sinning mob?
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| If God ain’t good, I must’ve missed something
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| If God ain’t good, I must’ve missed something
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| He been good to me
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| He been good to me
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| Are we made in the image of God?
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| Or is it God that’s mimicking us?
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| If I’m what’s good, I must’ve missed something
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| If I’m what’s good, I must’ve missed something
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| Yeah, He been good to me
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| Okay, let me preach
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| The rich man wants more
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| The poor man wants your’s
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| The oppressed want a peace of mind
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| The thief want a piece of mine
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| The doubter needs a little faith
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| It ain’t cliché to say «let us pray»
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| Who gon' call the fouls if everyone balls out?
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| So open-minded that your brain falls out
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| G.K. |
| said it best, nothing fails like success
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| And being consumed with it is much worse than death
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| They killin' you with money, they just bought your silence
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| You can’t worship in a land full of pirates
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| The more booty, I promise the more scary
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| Success can be a drag, you can ask Tyler Perry
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| We sell sex then get mad that we have rapists
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| We promote greed then get mad that we have haters
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| I hated the police until a brother got robbed
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| I hated welfare until a brother lost his job
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| When I’m at work, I watch my pockets for them corporate thugs
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| When I’m at home, I watch my back for those crips and bloods
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| If my words bring conviction, let’s call in context
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| I’m realizin' life is pretty complex
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| Thoughts of abortion taught me sanctity of life
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| A divorced man and woman taught me how to love my wife
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| A poor man sat me down and taught me about dignity
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| A blind man’s vision taught me all about imagery
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| It’ll leave you broke, that’s why it’s called the record industry
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| I forgot who I am trying to get them to remember me
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| We adapt and evolve, the problems just revolve
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| Industry creates the very problems that they try to solve
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| I know I trace my image way back to the beginning
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| We done lost so much, we don’t know when we winning
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| I’m hated, I’m loved, I’m both, I’m a challenge
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| I’m clean, I’m redeemed, I’m a recovering addict
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| I have baggage, I am damaged, I am unequally balanced
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| I’m a servant, but I have a room in the palace
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| Uh, never told a lie
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| Uh, never told a lie
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| He been good to me
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| He been good to me
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| Alright, let me preach
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| When I think of the goodness and all He has done for me
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| My soul cries out «Hallelujah!» |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Piano Break, 33 A.D. , by - Sho Baraka. Song from the album The Narrative Expanded, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп