Gem - Pop Culture lyrics

Gimme the TNT The timer goes here Think instructions said the green wire goes with the clear Now where's that detonator I had it somewhere Amazing how this bu*ton will lift bodies in the air All in the name of God All for the love of Him Must k** whoever worships otherwise that is sin Went to that night cla** Got recruited quick Get the chance to save my people when I get to light the wick I submit to him So I have right to k** Never mind He holds the gavel of this life and d**h it's still All in my head for him All for my m**ms Cause really only ever taking lives will solve problems And the world will see My face on tv And when I get to heaven my virgins will wait for me I think I'm justified I hope it's not all lies Wait... if Islam means peace pulling a piece may not be right I cannot be seen I cannot be heard If he sees my skin, I'll be cast to hell for sure I am not worth I am not equal My beauty isn't relevant, it's frowned upon as evil I must not speak Unless I'm spoken to I stay in the kitchen stay reserved in servitude Thus I serve to him Thus I serve to you Then back to the kitchen I ain't welcome in the room I take all the pain I suffer from within If all praises due to God why do I take orders from him? He is not Devine He is not exalted My lord is watching down on me I know that he's insulted Drop a couple bombs Get everyone to hate you Would you believe me if I told you that I share the feelings they do? If you ain't help the problem then you just as much a part of it We making all the wrongs seem right every time we pardon it Jihad isn't holy war who gave you the right to call on it Islam is peace and beauty our duty is just to follow it Now where in that description do you read women are lesser than I read that at your mothers feet you the closest to heaven man Saying bismillah before pullin the pin dont make it right Or I could stick my fork in pork and take a vodka shot tonight I hate when they say we waged war, I don't support their choices Extremist of religion don't speak for the humble and voiceless If that was true then I'd say you just pay the church to say what's right Let your people walk through lands beheading who won't bow to Christ Rewrite the written just to rid of spouses you don't want as wife But that ain't you though that was them I know so why let them rep my... Religion shouldn't be based on decisions of a few lost men The cover of the book don't always really tell what's held within So flip to CBC, see what they covering on CNN But take it with a grain of salt cause that ain't us that ain't m**m It's this Pop culture on my mind Everybody in it, grape vines intertwined Everybody lost in it in their own mind Every time I feel like getting out, confined The stereo is typical that line defined By whatever is shown, minds' eye gone blind The hour gla** is tipping, slipping, running out of time Gripping for the edge but rock bottom's hard to climb