False Prophet ft. Black Jewelz Lyrics

Shepherds leading their sheep astray

An evil play

Taking them to the underground

Where all the serpents lay

Flicking their tongues claiming they know the way

Know the way

Itching ears longing to hear the serpent pray

Idolatry Is not an oddity

So many come and go claiming the way

Bringing a prophecy

Mindlessly following everything but the Truth

Keep your neck in the gallows

And put it right in the noose

Blind leading the blind

They can't find the Truth

They don't want the proof

Shouting from the roof

Using the Name for gain

To reign and maintain

The chain that stains

Containing those stuck in the pain

Fraudulent healing

Wheeling and dealing

It's so appealing to the people

That are walking down wider lane

False teaching

Truth twisting

You're not living for Jesus

Just the words you speak in vain

Pseudoprophetes

Pseudoprophetes

False prophets Fill their pockets

Making profit As they saw fit

Just admit

The message you spit

Leads to the pit

Your fancy words show me you ain't got no grit

That's it

I'm telling it how it is

Bastardize the Word

Your drinking the serpent piss

You're leading the herd

Following the serpent's hiss

Vision is blurred

Repent and finally bring an end to this

End this

Industry church is a whore

Running after the lies and she's still begging for more

Follow your gold calves

Wide paths

What's it all for

You wanna gain the world

The wrath of God is ready to pour

Serpent servant you can't give em hope

Only thing that you can do is try and help them cope

Keep on spreading the lies

Keep on saying their fine

But they'll discover you were wrong

When they're all drinking the wine

Read the book of Joel

Not the book of Osteen

Try and live your best life now?

You're not living

Teaching reaching hearing the sound

Of false preaching

Health, wealth, wearing the crown

You're all dying

Pseudoprophetes

Greed feeds the weeds they seed

Pseudoprophetes

Heed the deeds of the wicked creed

Pseudoprophetes

Greed feeds the weeds they seed

Pseudoprophetes

Heed the deeds of the wicked creed

Tell me what's worse

A secret kiss or a secret hiss

Well let's blend and mix the 2

Add a lemon twist

The spit of an exorcist

And there's your next scandalous evangelist

Tell me what's heavier

The weight of gold or the weight of souls

Lost

Await the fourth horse

Lost cause

Fame in Star Wars

Couldn't give you enough force

To thwart the scorch of God's torch

Tell me what's more bitter

A draft of rum or the wrath to come

Don't sip—gulp, guzzle

Repent or

Just cuddle

Snuggle

Nuzzle

With flames

Don't look confuzzled

Muffle any subtle rebuttal

Time to ruffle your huddle

You've befuddled the masses

Muscled their cash &

And muzzled the passages

Perhaps you're just an elaborate puzzle of masochists

Anathema maranatha

For the blasphemous

Pseudoprophetes

Greed feeds the weeds they seed

Pseudoprophetes

Heed the deeds of the wicked creed