Satans Sermons

You supposedly christians are no threat to my kingdom, your
consistent like waves flowing through the ocean/

You attend your congregations faithfully but
basically your just going through the motions/

Choir sounds nice the power the tanner brings
the hand clapping and the tambourines/

Its like watching a uniformed army doing the same ol stand up church or more like stand marines/

Your religion is tradition,and youll forever be in the same condition/
praying and missing,yea the churches boat is
rocking but you never changed positions/

I laugh at your same petitions,and you making your request known/

Cuz you pray and dont confess wrong,thinking you
got a blessed home,but wonder why your life is always
driven in a depressed Zone/

I got ya daughters in church competing with who got
the best dress on/and sons lusting for those who got flesh shown

And the elders believing and telling the youth that holiniess is in a dresscode/

You thnk i care about your leaders,that you exault to sit
in the seat praising God and lifting his feet/
Because later on when he alone,in public chasing women and getting his peak/
Behind closed doors tipsy mixing his drink/its back to business
as usual me sifting as wheat/

Wait I see,How he dunno he messing wit the girl with the fake id,plus H.I.V fornacating on liquor and weed/
Getting disease,bringing it back home to his pregnant
wife and getting them quicker to meee!/

I got these form of Godliness christians buying tickets to hell
and the tickets is free/

This is tickling me,I love it when you come to worship God from afar like he is a stranger/
Always speaking in tounges but never speak-ing
to ya neighbor
/Im a wolf and Gods Sheep- is- in danger!/

keep letting the sun go down on your wrath
and sleep-ing in anger/
One of these days Ill yet.... see ya lata/I bet!...these are gata,and that suit
is Itailian,
Satans Kodack moment in this picture you looked saved
shoot you was styling/No fruit never piling,thats cute the devils
smiling/
At you! cuz you a soon be on my desolote
devils island/
Along with hundreds of several thousands/
You hear the sermon on sunday but you pick
and choose commandments rules passed/
Fallen for the tricks I used to get you to ignore
the Breaking news flash/
Thinking you going to heaven on your saved grandmothers
used pass
/High Minded, self-righteous,better then others, attitudes
Not realizing your righteouness is as filthy used rags/
There is a confused Mass,thats in my plan
of destruction goin the way that seemeth right/

Assuming they clean and right, but oh so very far away from the redeemers light/Too concerned with the scene at night
/in the club high and they drunk/Like riots they crunk/till they feel wasted
like they bout to die on a slump
/I get em to try its fun/while they try and consume,getting high as baloons/They hunger for more they appetite thirst for sin
till they diets is doom/
Death! they lye in the room/
in that time yup I got mine ...beeep beep beep flatline
and they die in that tune/

I dont hear heaven rejoicing now
But i see hell is growing/And you don’t even know you doing whichcraft
but all you rebellious going/

Yea Dailly hell is enlarging..and seems like da christians cant wait to get here
cuz they coming in bargin/Im making them on earth my diciples I call
them my under sin sargents/

In church apethetic and lethargic,I paint like a artist
in the minds in worship I confuse the lesson/Setting up destroy targets in there minds that blind this
is satan and he approves this message!/

Ezra aka DaPoint