You want to talk to God? God never sleeps.
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Chorus
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Ras Kass: Now what came first the chicken or the egg?
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God: Armageddon.
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Ras Kass: A arm a leg a leg a arm a head.
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Headin in your direction.
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The riddle was the answer to the question.
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Born of the flesh what is perfection
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Ras Kass:
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Inside my mother's womb doomed to return to the tomb.
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Or was it from the dead I was raised?
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All too soon to pay, on judgement day,
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Is this beginning or the ending,
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Died sinning, still winning, still grinning.
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This ending, verdict still pending, born pretending,
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Three-hundred billion men, women, and children.
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Deja vu, could be I'm dreaming,
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But we all ask for divine reason,
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While still breathing, and until leaving.
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Who?, What?, When? Where?, How?
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But most of all why?
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God:
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Why what?
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Ras Kass:
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Do we live just to die?
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God:
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The Book of Haden.
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Way before the after God pitting heads.
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No God for me, mathematically, in division.
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My decision was all inventions.
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I need not mention infinite dementions.
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But the human mind's flaw was limited comprehension.
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So while you try to travle to Mars and the stars,
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The God manifests through the entire universe.
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>From the Sun, Moon, the Earth.
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I created man in my image and the black man was first.
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The scientific explanation, yea I made man out of dirt.
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Ras Kass:
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But how can a man be first, when its the woman that's giving birth?
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God:
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Listen, single-celled organisms.
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The homosapien, the albanein
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Ras Kass:
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What's that?
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God:
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White people.
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Ras Kass:
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They keep the world seperate and unequal.
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God:
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The teach you, right is wrong, wrong is right.
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Up is down.
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Teaches King Arthur's throne, is the planets that are round
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Ras Kass:
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Can we really time travel, and is there life in outer space?
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God:
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Wait, you knew all this in the first place.
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You tryin to get to God.
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Ras Kass:
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But, I've fallen from your grace.
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A billion paths to take, but which one is truly straight?
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Chorus
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Ras Kass:
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Can you walk across water or rise from the dead?
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I heard he said he lived, and the son of man bled.
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God:
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Its a process, shit dont just happen, I create it.
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Everything you see, and shit you dont, son I made it, and waited.
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I'm the big bang theory and evolution.
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Been there, done that, from revolution to prostitution.
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The first and final solution.
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The quaran, bible, and vedas, is only tools,
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dont be confused when the medula oblagada do
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Ras Kass:
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Oh, so revelations is Genesis.
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God:
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Three-sixty degrees are limitless.
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Satan:
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Shit, my motherfuckin nemesis.
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Ras Kass:
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Who is you?
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Satan:
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Son, I thought you knew.
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Who else? Lucifer, the lie bearer stupid, the devil himself.
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He the creator, we all the creations, guess i'm eternal damnation.
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Got you bitches seaking your own salvation.
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Who taught you how to pray?
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You read it in the book, look, your bear witness to Amen Ray.
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Every day when you say Amen, and then turn around and preach worshipin false
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Gods,
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Is an unforgettable sin.
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Yea the good book is like comic books,
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You take 'em too literal,
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I tricked you in to believin' the power to reason,
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Makes you able to live infinitely, in the physical.
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Guess I'm the pawn com lyrical.
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Basically I tell true lies in general, the yin and the yang
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The player with a trillion years of game.
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God:
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He got you sellin your spiritual, for power, monery, and fame,
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I came out of tripple stage darkness, gave mortals my attributes.
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But even you may be a mystery God like the lockhead,
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A used sign to prove or disprove my existence.
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Tryin to align this, artificial intelligence, cloned in a space station,
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Tryin to build the tower of babylon.
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But you savages stake me, when I start erasin homosapiens.
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You lookin for an angel with wings,
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I'm 'a bring young niggas with a ak, fuck a alien.
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Ras Kass:
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So what you sayin is, you the one that created sin.
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God:
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What you call mother nature, was the nature of me.
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What you call evil, ultimately, was the force inside of me.
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Matter cant be created or destroyed it just changes shape.
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