Idols Greed

You no Christian
You believe when it's beneficial
Believe in the artificial
You believe in the art of mischief
You believe in the bishop worship him
Pray to the idols they do not trust in God
They trust in God's that broke it off
I just logged off! (Ahh)
Disconnect with all due disrespect (with all due)
Tell that bitch outta that pulpit give me neck
They don't fear God
They fear God's fear the government
Pick yo odds (woah)
Gaze at skies align your stars worship
That he's on his way he's almost!
Turn yo back on me
Get off yo back clipped wings
Lose your ego gimme them rings
I want them tings I want it all money (ah)
Money (ah)
Fuck it up (fuck it up)
Run a muck, (run a muck)
Kill em all (kill em all)
Break it off (break it off)
What you want (what you want)
Adderall? (Adderall)
Fuck it dawg (fuck it dawg)
Alcohol (alcohol)
Whatever it takes to kill the pain
Phase out (i'm) break out (so)
Money count (phased)
Wait now (out)
Outta your mind (i'm) free now (so)
Zoned out (phased)
Hol up (out) I got no time (i'm)
To slow down (so) world be (phased)
Turning be turning me colder (Out)
I'm so phased out you don't phase me
Fuck it up (fuck it up)
Run a muck (run a muck)
Kill em all (kill em all)
Break it off (break it off)
What you want (what you want)
Adderall? (Adderall)
Fuck it dawg (fuck it dawg)
Alcohol (alcohol)
Whatever it takes to kill the pain
You no Christian
You believe when it's beneficial
Believe in the artificial
You believe in the pope worship him
Uh uh they want enlightenment (kill off)
But don't wanna fight for it (your mind)
But don't wanna die for it
But you not real
They want enlightenment
But (kill off) don't wanna fight for it (your old self)
But don't wanna die for it
But you not real
Kill off your old self cut off the vines
Vines, uh



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Writer(s): Paul De Sousa Jorge
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