Aiwal Turé - Religion N Skin Lyrics

Shorty's a rock-star; Allah u Akbar
In the jungle where them "good ole boys" they go hard
Choppa in one hand, the Bible up in the other
Say he love God, but no love for his brothers
Love for the unseen, yet you see him everyday
You don't understand his ways; so you throw his ass away
Bitch you looking to the ground, but that's where them folks die
You can tell them about a heaven, keep em looking to the sky
If heaven is really up, yet the earth we say is round
Which way is really up, got me thinking 'bout these clowns
See my mind it tell me right but this doctrine say I'm wrong
We were born to think right, get the f*ck from round me homes
You done fed my folks a lie, in the name of some religion
Settle for simply nothing like the crumbs of a pigeon
If I tell em bout this picture, its gon shake they ass up
Saturated in the mud, still wont wake they ass up
Now I'm feeling f*cked up!

I try to make Salaat; Try to say the Lord's Prayer
But its bullets flying round, bombs bursting in the air
Often times I feel my enemy is coming in disguise
85% beefing over 10% lies
See they beefing over BULLSHIT, belief and religion
They fighting over skin, yeah these devils really tripping
They tell me turn the cheek in the name of the Lord
But only a few are benefiting from that word

Shorty got plenty of dreams, that developed into visions
He tried to play the game; neglecting his intuition
The Lord that he praise, is the Lord they praise too
Minimizing of these minds, is the shit that they do
How the f*ck they hate you, in the name of a color
Fashioned in the mud, before there was any other
My blood bleed red, I suppose yours does too
We all breathe air, eat, shit, and f*ck too
Mean mugging me with a grin, rub my back and pretend
Unless I'm entertaining, my skin is simply a sin
Even looking within, the shade of a darker tone
Got me warring with outsiders and the place I call home
The crux of the matter; since they call this game a race
The darkies catching up, forever seems to be the case
A hundred yards to the win; brings a question from the heart
How you catch up, when you given 80 yards head start?
Mothafukin dead hard

I try to make Salaat; Try to say the Lord's Prayer
But its bullets flying round, bombs bursting in the air
Often times I feel my enemy is coming in disguise
85% beefing over 10% lies
See they beefing over BULLSHIT, belief and religion
They fighting over skin, yeah these devils really tripping
They tell me turn the cheek in the name of the Lord
But only a few are benefiting from that word

R-E-L-I-G-I-O-N, N S-K-I-N
Take you life because of your belief, Or the color of your skin
Nuts and Glory, Gods and guns; are the things that men defend
Some say the end is the beginning; well death must be, where life begins

I try to make Salaat; Try to say the Lord's Prayer
But its bullets flying round, bombs bursting in the air
Often times I feel my enemy is coming in disguise
85% beefing over 10% lies
See they beefing over BULLSHIT, belief and religion
They fighting over skin, yeah these devils really tripping
They tell me turn the cheek in the name of the Lord
But only a few are benefiting from that word