Michael Stokes - Skeptical lyrics

[Verse 1] Ya something about this organized religion I don't like it I use to go to church when i was younger My hunger for divinity was infinity Holy Spirit led it into me Man something about this organized religion seem enemy I know that god is the inner me One love, Namaste You can't always trust what the honest say Some good people spend too much time inside they head try'na contemplate They never get in touch with they soul Never feel that one connected-ness with the whole I ain't try'na say that God ain't real Sayin' God don't need your ten percent He ain't damning the innocent We planning the immanent This one here is for survival Atheist say it's all a lie And blame the Bible Me, i think it's rather insightful, even vital But you gotta learn to read on your own And lead on your own And learn to harvest seeds on your own And be on your own Solitude can reconnect the spirit The mind is a place to adore If you could clear it And be near it Without letting your thoughts steer it Take hold of the wheel This right here is a soldier for real I swear we got an army that's enlighten If you would only look for the truths inside of writing Then you tried to find the meaning of life And what is life-less [Chorus] They say hallelujah Then they pull out them collection plates Until i tried to map the rights And they refute it in my face That be the man they say is responsible for creation Made the world in seven days just to get to themselves I see them preachers on T.V Livin' like MTV Cribs Now that's some bullsh**, ya'yaaa Please don't get me wrong I'm high in my zone I'm just sayin' though I feel a little skeptical I feel a little skeptical now(x2) [Verse 2] Skeptical to say the least I'm reading books about the flower of life Try'na harness all the powers of life Catchin' the vibe Spendin' more time in meditation They use to use God in favor of segregation They use to use God in favor of ma** genocide Laws you had to memorize And i'm just try'na generalize Incredible ties to government officials who lie It's fueling the fire My old church was Methodist I had a couple questions by the time we hit Exodus Guess they didn't like my intuition They claim that there was one way You hear it every Sunday out the mouth of the preacher Who got on without reception It's like a finger and a moon Religion ain't no longer my obsession But with more pa**ion i've been infused I spread love mane (Woah) [Chorus] [Verse 3] What kind of preacher drive a Bentley Thought that he was suppose to be like Christ Pockets empty don't tempt me I swear i might expose all of these clones Who claim they inside the house of the lord But really alone Hope they get hit with a stone I read about the Council of Nicaea I swear that they just condense God into an idea And i see a disconnection in the equation, the temptation They never felt the sensation of God They just seen the imitation of God Living lies man i hate the facade They wonder why sh** been goin' on the way that it is We all gon' pay for our sins But we ain't payin' for the Benz And mistaken the ends for what is formless God work in mysterious ways And if you believe that the universe is so benevolent That it had formed us Well then don't scorn us for being different Ya lil' b**hes [Chorus] [Outro] (Commercial preacher)