Lyrics
[instrumental]
[Verse 1] [rap]
In the garden of Eden, found the seed of dissent, (echo: dissent)
Scriptures twisted in hands, where the purest intents (yeah)
Are lost to the power games, thrones made of texts, (uh-huh)
False prophets in suits, pushing respect (tell 'em).
[pre-chous] [rap]
Righteous fire burns, not in anger, but for truth, (burns)
Walking the line tight, in the booths, in the pews, (walk it)
The meek shall inherit, but what’s distorted by the zealous? (what’s distorted?)
Sacrificing compassion, the outcome's nothing but hellish (so hellish).
[Chorus] [epic rap]
They say life is sacred, but so is the living, (sacred)
Righteous ain’t about taking, it’s ’bout the giving (give it up).
What good is your preaching, if love’s what it’s missing? (no love)
Caught in a storm of your own contradiction (contradiction).
[Verse]
Turn the other cheek, or turn 'em into foes? (turn 'em)
The good book’s a guide, not a weapon to impose (not a weapon).
What would Marley say, 'bout the roads that you chose? (Marley knows)
"Emancipate yourselves," from the chains you expose (break free).
[instrumental]
[Verse 1] [rap]
In the garden of Eden, found the seed of dissent, (echo: dissent)
Scriptures twisted in hands, where the purest intents (yeah)
Are lost to the power games, thrones made of texts, (uh-huh)
False prophets in suits, pushing respect (tell 'em).
[pre-chous] [rap]
Righteous fire burns, not in anger, but for truth, (burns)
Walking the line tight, in the booths, in the pews, (walk it)
The meek shall inherit, but what’s distorted by the zealous? (what’s distorted?)
Sacrificing compassion, the outcome's nothing but hellish (so hellish).
[Chorus] [epic rap]
They say life is sacred, but so is the living, (sacred)
Righteous ain’t about taking, it’s ’bout the giving (give it up).
What good is your preaching, if love’s what it’s missing? (no love)
Caught in a storm of your own contradiction (contradiction).
[Verse]
Turn the other cheek, or turn 'em into foes? (turn 'em)
The good book’s a guide, not a weapon to impose (not a weapon).
What would Marley say, 'bout the roads that you chose? (Marley knows)
"Emancipate yourselves," from the chains you expose (break free).
[Verse]
In the garden of Eden, found the seed of dissent,
Scriptures twisted in hands, where the purest intents
Are lost to the power games, thrones made of texts,
False prophets in suits, pushing respect, tell 'em.
[Chorus]
They say life is sacred, but so is the living,
Righteous ain't about taking, it's 'bout the giving.
What good is your preaching, if love's what it's missing?
Caught in a storm of your own contradiction.
[Verse]
Righteous fire burns, not in anger, but for truth,
Walking the line tight, in the booths, in the pews.
The meek shall inherit, but what's distorted by the zealous?
Sacrificing compassion, the outcome's nothing but hellish.
[outro Chorus]
They say life is sacred, but so is the living,
Righteous ain't about taking, it's 'bout the giving.
What good is your preaching, if love's what it's missing?
Caught in a storm of your own contradiction.
Righteous fire burns, not in anger, but for truth,
Walking the line tight, in the booths, in the pews.
The meek shall inherit, but what's distorted by the zealous?
Sacrificing compassion, the outcome's nothing but hellish.
