Artist: ILL PHIL
Song: Big Misconception
Album: Soul Food
Verse 1
I ain't no killer, I ain't no thug/ Yea I might smoke dro, but not no real drugs/ Cause weed ain't bad cuz/ It ain't made by men/ And if it's natural how smoking it gon' be a sin/ I don't steal from people, I don't bother nobody/ I lie on income tax, but look I ain't robbing nobody/ Uncle Sam dirty, he go plenty money/ And that lil change nowhere near what he taking from me/ But that's minor though, I'm a good person/ Ask my girl, man I even stopped all my cursing/ Speaking of my girl, dog I treat her right/ Yea we have sex, but she gon' be my wife/ Never said I'm perfect, and I'll never be/ But God knows my heart, and he knows I believe/ Might not go to church, but I mean well/ Now you can't tell God gon' send a good person to hell
Hook :
Well that's your big misconception cause/ You not following his instructions to get to heaven and/ Although you say that you believe/ A true disciple gon' listen to what he teach/ So that's your big misconception cause/ Walking with God is more than just a mere profession man/ So though you say that you believe/ How he your Lord if you don't never take heed
Verse 2
What, please, so what you saying dog/ I'm going to hell because I like the taste of alcohol/ I trade my soul for the 24's on my car/ Well what you think the Lord bless me to have money for/ I give a dollar to the homeless people in the street/ Except the junkies cause I know they don't want nothing to eat/ I know that God said that we should all show charity/ And if that ain't no charity than tell me what it be/ But oh , I guess you perfect, you holier than thou/ You don't make no mistakes, you was a perfect child/ I heard that all will fall short of the glory of God/ So if you say that you don't sin then you call him a lie/ So I except my sins, and my imperfections/ Cause God knows I try, but I just can't correct them/ Long as I regret my sin God gon' except them/ Man the Lord love his children how he gon' reject them
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Verse 3
Look, It's more than just a profession of faith/ Cause how you know what God want, do you read what he say/ Huh? Tell me dog, do you study his word/ Or do you listen to your folks and what you thought you heard/ Cause if so you in trouble/ And homey look I'm for you I don't want to bust your bubble/ But look, you highly mistaken indeed/ Cause walking with God is not what you call a breeze/ First you going cold turkey, cause when you turn from sin your body gon' start to hurting/ Yep, like you tweeking for a fix/ And you gon' go to thinking why it' so hard to quit/ You fall, but you convicted that you stumbled/ You beg to the lord to forgive you cause you humbled/ And he will cause you heart is on track/ But if like, black, it don't take all that
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