Dälek - Spiritual Healing lyrics

Who you pray to, my God the black God? Who you pray to, my God the brown God? Who you pray to, my God the white God? Your reaction's kind of odd for a kid who loves to nod. I wear skin like Jesus Sick of bullsh** preachers Concerned with aborted fetus But don't give a f** who feeds us. Speech so tedious, If Abraham freed us, Why there still Abner Louima's? Been slaves since days of Julius Caesar Man's need to dominate overshadows need to breath Pray to your pagan gods while your twisting all those trees Scraped knees don't prove what you believe Your blind faith pa**ed to your seeds, k**ed our garden type weeds, Turn around and blame it on Eve. While you blame me for blemishing our family tree I'll uproot all of humanity. Who you pray to, my God the black God? Who you pray to, my God the brown God? Who you pray to, my God the white God? Your reaction's kind of odd for a kid who loves to nod. Sick of true blasphemy, Religion pure alchemy And gold lines no lead streets Blessed are the meek who reek in honesty True green lie in botany, They're hawking me from high atop the food chain Deciding who to blame for each and every heartless act Weight of elements exact I retain no tact and spit the pure fact Mixed with blood from split tongue Collapsed lung only help to breath diseased atmosphere Expect me to adhere to your bullsh** code of silence Speak till dawn of violence They say no man's an island... I've watched the youth, These kids is wildin' Who you pray to, my God the black God? Who you pray to, my God the brown God? Who you pray to, my God the white God? Your reaction's kind of odd for a kid who loves to nod.