KRS One

Higher Level

KRS One


Verse One: 

After seven years of rockin' 
How do you rate me? 
Poorly or greatly? 
Everybody seems to be goin' for their's lately 
Yo mad heads be needin' money 
So listen very close as I conduct this little study 
See it's funny to me you can watch TV 
And give up your life trying to be all you can be 
In the Army 
Not knowin' your history 
You either fight and die or come back home in misery 
Yo get with me, I deal with reality 
Loosen your mind to the truth, and don't get mad at me 
No politican can give you peace 
If you trust Jesus, why do you vote for a beast? 
Emancipation is long over due 
So overcome procrastination 
Because freedom is within you 
For some reason we think we're free 
So we'll never be 
Because we haven't recognized slavery 
You're still a slave, look at how you behave 
Debatin' on where and when and how and what Massa gave 
You wanna know how we screwed up from the beginning? 
We accepted our opressor's religion 
So in the case of slavery it ain't hard 
Because it's right in the eyes of THEIR God 
Where is our God, the God that represents us? 
The God that looks like me, the God that I can trust? 
A God of peace and love, not mass hysteria 
I don't want a God that blesses America 
I could never really vote for the devil 
Let me take you to a higher level... 

Verse Two: 

Title, take the title from the Bible we can get there 
Rip the title from off the front of the Bible, God don't live there 
Too many inconsistencies, too many mysteries 
Picture the Pope and the Vatican, laughing and drinking and singing and 
Kissing me 
I stand with God whether I'm paid or whether I'm cryin' broke 
I like to ask these politicans would Jesus vote? 
The way we view God is a freakin' shame 
Church is to blame 
We trust God, but bomb Hussein 
We simply lovin' the scripture 
Same scripture that whipped 'cha 
Sooner it'll hit 'cha 
Religion's gettin' richer 
With that European version of Christ made into a picture 
Our society's gettin' sicker, and sicker, and sicker... 
Like liquor, we are God-Intoxicated 
Not to the true God, but the one the government created 
The same governments tellin' people to vote 
I pray to God because the people have lost hope 
You either vote for the mumps or the measels 
Whether you vote for the lesser of two evils, you vote for evil 
Politics and God are not equal 
But the education if you don't guard, is really lethal 
People have more respect for a holy book 
Than they do for a cow on a meat hook 
Belivers of Jesus be denouncing Satan on every level 
But every Halloween they're dressin' like devils 
I pray to you for the light you might give them 
Mother make them know that you're livin' with them 
You begin them and end them in silence 
Frankly, if they knew you, they would understand violence 
I pray to you for the Pope and the Vatican 
Have mercy Mother, cause I know that you're mad at them 
The White Jesus deceived us awhile ago 
And Pope Julius the Second paid Michaelangelo 
I know this happened in 1519 yet 
This is the image we can't seem to forget 
Vote for God, don't vote for the Devil 
Let me take you to a higher level...