Paris (Rapper) - The Hustle lyrics

[Uncle Ruckus from Boondocks] Praise be the white God and his son, white Jesus~! I'm on a mission from God Contagious with the holy spirit of our caucausian savior Now let me share his words wit'cha "Come, child of God! Come!" [Paris] It's like the blind to the blind leading blind around Put'cha faith in a spook God, how that sound? Put'cha faith to the most and an unseen ghost That they say full of love but we come up sho't Now what I wanna know is where Jesus at When the wars rage on and the po-lice clap When the crime rate risin black on black And the water from Katrina wash away your fam It's like a, cruel joke that's played a lot On the people that rely on they faith a lot On the people that obey and respect a book That was written by man to control the flock Now tell me, how any God is just To allow such misery and pain in us To allow all the war sufferin and such And to allow the President to remain untouched [Hook: repeat 2X] No different than the pimp game Give you somethin to believe in Give ya money to the preacher man Take me a little higher, higher, higher [Paris] Pa** the plate around, put it on the buildin fund While the priest get drunk and molest ya son Such grief, no peace from the HIV Thank god that he k**in off the f*gs and fiends But I guess the Lord works in mysterious ways That's why it's okay for them to own the slaves And civilize savages, praise his name Take land, split the family up and sell off babies What I'm sayin, it's kinda f**ed up to trip That the sh** you believe might not exist Somethin like a unicorn man, it's on the list With Big Foot, Mickey Mouse, Santa Claus and myths And sh** some might say "they's blas-phem-ous" When I question the plague in Af-ri-ca When I question the way your Jesus looks And the way it affects all the minds of us, I'm sayin [Hook] [Paris] Now look here, it's about that time again When the corporations say spend and spend On the trees and the gifts and the travellin Kam told y'all the holidays are not ya friend And when everybody floss, you can get it at Ross And the midnight sales make 'em smile at Zales What the hell~! They'll sell y'all the whole damn earth Everything at the mall celebratin his birth From a virgin, a perp couldn't make that up If you believe that I got a bridge ready to dump While your broke a** givin up the cash, fo' what? They say the faith kicks in when the facts can not And it make me wanna holla, Benny Hinn's the man Like Creflo Dollar, that's Big Pimp-in f** rap, I could lead you from a life of sin sh** next Sunday, we do it all again [Hook] [Paris] Now I know some of y'all get mad at songs So get your gay senator to pa** a law Get the free speech out the way once and for all Tap his motherf**in shoes in a bathroom stall Greenbacks, no tax is the golden rule Anything they can do to keep y'all some fools Don't mean to offend but that's okay too Long as y'all recognize and explore the truth Because it .. ain't no hustle like religious hustle cause religious hustle don't stop Ain't no hustle like religious hustle cause religious hustle don't stop Ain't no hustle like religious hustle cause religious hustle don't stop Ain't no hustle like religious hustle cause religious hustle don't stop~! [Hook] - 2X "God bless us all" (*3X*)