Do you remember the time, when the purpose and the rhyme,
was to see the souls affected.
But now its to man, every purpose and every plan, to whom
the praise is directed.
We live out dream, make the crowd scream, but turn to yell
at the sound man,
Since where and when did we stop checking the word and
begin to start checking the sound scan.
Remember when shows were for souls and rhymes were for
flows.
Now we spend one minute to pray, if even that for each day,
but spend 2 hours checkin our clothes.
what happened to the passion we was having that was sparked
in the begining.
but we're quick to cry, point the speck in your eye, but
even quicker to justify our sinning.
we're wuick to diss and raise the fist to justify the
things that we do.
but for every finger we point at them, just remember freind
there's 4 more pointin back at you.
how and when did it all begin as ministry turned to
industry.
cause did jesus need a manager, record label, ditributor,
or even a boooking agency.
when troubles came, did he call upon the name, or turn to a
lawyer to handle it.
why do we ask God last, ignore the past, but be the first
to ask our management.
cause next to him, our glory's dim and truely pales in
comparison.
why does every move we choose seem to revolve around
we can get our groove on, but yet worry about comin on to
strong.
yet we water it down so much there aint even nothing left
to chew on.
souls become sales, and sales become a salary
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