Losin My Religion

Let's take a trip, back into time, as I explain, Things ain't the same, I'm goin' back down memory lane. And as I travel, dirt roads of gravel, Two sets of foot prints for me and my shadow. The unholy speaks as I walk in my sleep, And my speach makes you weak, means my words are too deep. You see soceity's strung on a Bible and a man, With the will of the devil to destory and he can. You see, time after time, have I made up my mind, Should I be a vegeterian, or die, eat swine. Can I lose my religon, every day, it's a habit, Is religon just for kids or am I a silly rabbit? Am I lost in a book that says sins are forbiden, Who am I to believe when the Bible was really written? I don't know, will I die? I can't live in a lie, Cross my heart and hope to die, I'm losin my religon. Am I wrong or insane, using God's name in vain, When the preacher sells cocaine, how am I to be sane. See first he's a preacher, now he's slangin' ki's, College educated from workin' at Mickey D's. I got no say in the world today, Livin' in AmeriKKK. You call me the devil 'cause I refuse to pray, But your religious games I refuse to play. Bible study's not my buddy, Shake the preacher, now my hand's all bloody. Daily gossip, religious philosophies, Nigga please, I'm losin my religon.