Old Time Religion

All hail the currency, what they tellin' me currently Black pride got us inside a state of emergency Could of rode the wave but this is what I prefer to be Too much on my mind to be given into your perjury Skin cells black but our blood pigment is burgundy Can't tell the difference when dyin' inside infirmary Black or white f*ck it, the cigarette smoke burnin' me Right now I'm just ventin' don't need a hook like I'm Murphy Lee Givin' back to the community Black Enterprise, Black Power and unity Write it in my eulogy the new Martin Luthor King Power to the people, I ain't talkin' just you and me And What the f*ck is group economics I'ma sell that shit to anybody for a profit Listen to the profit, get your act together I'ma let the beat ride and I'll get back whenever My brother my brother other side of the coin Everything i do wrong they gone treat us conjoined I'm just tryna secure money for the fruit of my loins Think they might be jealous of the pipe in my groin Or that ass on my bitch, or the swag in my step Or the fashion i rock, no price tags on the fresh They just wanna play ball but they made us great So they knock us down I keep my thang off safe I'm the new Malcolm X came to take whats mine How I end up in the system gotta fight to survive With the rhymes that i write I gave sight to the blind And even though they see the truth they still fightin' with time I got on my knees and I pray Does god love me? I feel like he threw me away I'm so lost now, I don't know the right way And they say money hoes clothes shit I hear it everday t I got on my knees and I pray Does god love me? I feel like he threw me away I'm so lost now, I don't know the right way And they say money hoes clothes shit I hear it everday I need to be saved (Old Time) I need to be saved (Old Time) I need to be saved (Old Time) I need to be saved (Old Time) I need to be saved (Old Time) I need to be saved (Old Time) I need to be saved (Old Time) I need to be saved (Old Time)