Sell Me Yo Soul by Esham
Sell me yo soul(11x)
I was born a slave, and I'm still a slave,
Just because I misbehaved.
And you mutha fuckas still tryin' to calm me down,
When the priest stole your money and he skipped town.
When you went to church, you said your soul was sold,
In God we trust, you gave the priest your bank roll.
You sold your soul to a man talkin' about God,
Give him money so he can pay his rent, and that's odd.
But he don't stay in the ghetto, but yet you do,
So are you fuckin' him, or is he fuckin' you?
Give me your money says the man in the white collar,
Praise the lord, as he hollas takin' all the dollas.
This ain't blasphemy or sacri-religion,
It's just a brotha tellin' you how it is,
And I'ma tell this priest, rippin' off my people as the story is told,
Sell me yo' soul
This ain't Hellen Keller so how can you hear me,
I once saw a priest make a blind woman see.
Or was it that the woman was never blind, and he was lyin',
I'm here to tell ya that the priest was out his mind.
He made a lady get out her wheel chair and walk,
He'll say abra cabdabra and the mute man will talk.
Then he'll pass the plate while your mind is in a mental state,
Changin' up the words in the Bible so you'll think it's great.
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