Kaleem Ali - Old Time Religion Lyrics

All hail the currency, what they tellin' me currently
Black pride got us inside a state of emergency
Could of rode the wave but this is what I prefer to be
Too much on my mind to be given into your perjury
Skin cells black but our blood pigment is burgundy
Can't tell the difference when dyin' inside infirmary
Black or white f*ck it, the cigarette smoke burnin' me
Right now I'm just ventin' don't need a hook like I'm Murphy Lee
Givin' back to the community
Black Enterprise, Black Power and unity
Write it in my eulogy the new Martin Luthor King
Power to the people, I ain't talkin' just you and me
And What the f*ck is group economics
I'ma sell that shit to anybody for a profit
Listen to the profit, get your act together
I'ma let the beat ride and I'll get back whenever
My brother my brother other side of the coin
Everything i do wrong they gone treat us conjoined
I'm just tryna secure money for the fruit of my loins
Think they might be jealous of the pipe in my groin
Or that ass on my bitch, or the swag in my step
Or the fashion i rock, no price tags on the fresh
They just wanna play ball but they made us great
So they knock us down I keep my thang off safe
I'm the new Malcolm X came to take whats mine
How I end up in the system gotta fight to survive
With the rhymes that i write I gave sight to the blind
And even though they see the truth they still fightin' with time
I got on my knees and I pray
Does god love me? I feel like he threw me away
I'm so lost now, I don't know the right way
And they say money hoes clothes shit I hear it everday t
I got on my knees and I pray
Does god love me? I feel like he threw me away
I'm so lost now, I don't know the right way
And they say money hoes clothes shit I hear it everday
I need to be saved (Old Time)
I need to be saved (Old Time)
I need to be saved (Old Time)
I need to be saved (Old Time)
I need to be saved (Old Time)
I need to be saved (Old Time)
I need to be saved (Old Time)
I need to be saved (Old Time)