Basic Money - Red Box (Who's Jesus) Lyrics

Who is this Knigga named Jesus?
Tell me why I've never heard of him
Is he a fictional character?
Or it's that America murdered him
In God we trust says the Currency, but Money's everyone idol That's the irony
Make multiply gods to confuse their belief
Religion is business that's what they don't preach
Hammered he was nailed
Tore right through the veil

Many souls were saved, but still endured hell
In North Korea that gets you in jail
Unless they disciples I don't talk to 12
All of my Kniggas is equal
None of my Kniggas is under me
Don't pay no mind to those folks

They my Kniggas yeah they keep me company
Free will (Leads to) Redbox, Giant's (Making headshots)
Hero always get popped with that bloodshot
Power rules thing fear is none stop
Gold chains (Creates deadlocks)
Hypocrites (Are false props)
You better pick and chose cause this don't stops
Your life is on the line hear them gunshots

I am the sinner who strives to not become a hypocrite
Like Many of us we're born with child like innocence
I Practiced, I preach and I prayed
And I prayed that I'd made myself brave to influence the world
By being obedient and thank you audience
Now you got a Knigga thinking that he's heaven sent
Even though you made God irrelevant
Pretty lies don't hurt when they're elegant
Kniggas all up in they feelings feeling delicate
The truth will always be delayed
Speed up these lies
Quickly we all disobey
Eternity no one escapes
Heaven or hell deep down yes I am afraid
All of my kniggas is equal
None of my Kniggas is under me
Don't pay no mind to these people
They my Kniggas yeah they keep me company