"Blood Libel. Who's That Lying On God?" lyrics

"...found the God of Religion to be very repugnant and objectionable"

Libel in the courts
They tried to hang my nigga Love high up on the cross
Like Jigga said, they either repo your vehicle
Or you get hit unjustly with a RICO
When shit was all good just a week ago
Slander your name on the worldwide stage
With a curse like Michael Jackson that follow you to your grave
But, no –
Satan tricks don't work no more
We done hurt so much, the shit don't even hurt no more
Niggas don't go to the Masjid or the church no more
We don't even put our deceased in the dirt no more
We just burn 'em
Start feeling empty around the sternum
Everybody look down to the ground if this shit don't concern 'em
True – Allah blessed me with a Nation and a flag
But my stripes that I wear over my scars, I had to earn them
My destiny pre-determined
I done climbed Mount Everest
Showed up to the ball, left with a priestess and a heiress
I used to get off the bus stops early from the crib
'Cause I really was embarrassed where I lived
Good thing our church had a quote that was engraved on the pulpit
That read, "Where there's no vision, the people will perish"
So when me, my mom, and T.D. was pissy-drunk in Paris
Crying like babies, standing on the corner
Singing at the top of our lungs "Niggas in Paris"
I promise on God it's a memory that I will cherish
'Cause I remember her crying when we looked for Uncle Charles
I always believed, but I never thought, we would flourish
My grandma taught me, "Wait on the Lord, and don't be discouraged"

"Ooh... mama..."