Landa Gherra – Weirdo Lyrics

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Yeah. Uh. Yeah
Your perception is of mass deception
Realize I’ve been sent to teach you cowards a lesson
See the brave stand alone, but cowards roll up in packs
No wonder why you carbon-copy thugs don’t know how to act!
I’ve been called every name in the book
Based on the ignorance of how a black man should look!

So I’m a faggot now because I dress differently
But truth be told: Ain’t no man ever appealed to me!
So once and for all let’s set the record straight
Apparently you FLUNKIES like how my name tastes
Yeah you swallow like a porn star in Vegas!
I picked you up and dropped you off like a rental car from Avis

And check the blog for the news on the latest
And if you can’t read I suggest you should pray this:
“Lord help me keep my mouth off your messenger
And help me listen to the wisdom that he telling us.”

Let me talk to these preachers who refuse to teach us
Pass around the money plate, yet refuse to feed us
They robbing God of tithes, and robbing men of their dignity
Drowning out my words, saying “God ain’t really sending me!”

They want me to be all perfect and blameless
But I’m more like Jeremiah and Amos
‘Cause it ain’t popular when spoken in truth.
Ay, yo, forget the podium, I’ll make my pulpit this booth
I spit a sermon, but I ain’t making them dance
I’m spittin’ revelation but can’t get no “amens”!!

And I ain’t making them shout, so after service they walk out
And swear up and down I don’t know what I am talking about!
I don’t know what I’m talking ‘bout
“Cause you expect a preacher’s kid raised in church, from out the south?”

Yeh, with 4 or 5 religious degrees, he graduate from seminary and bring the world to its knees?
And come up through the ranks where the bishops and apostles are?
A clap-track applauding when he interviews on Daystar...and TBN and do it again?
He claiming he’s a prophet but he never preach against sin?
And promise all his followers a house and Benz, and if you sow a “love seed” the Lord will throw in some RIMS? YOU MEAN HIM?!
It’s all game and church folk are still playin’. A Facebook post, #I’mjustsayin...

All my life I’ve been that weirdo
UNDERDOG! (heretic)
UNDERDOG! (lunatic)
UNDERDOG! (hypocrite)
UNDERDOG!
All my days I’ve been that weirdo!

Before I go, I wanna know why we’re so divided
RELIGION got us brainwashed—we’re so narrow-minded
It’s one book, it’s one CHRIST, it’s one CHURCH, right?!
But yet you judge—they hate; It’s just the facts of life
But I ain’t stopping ‘til this message is spread

And I don’t kiss a crucifix because I KNOW He ain’t dead!!
This hatin’ and debating, yo, it’s getting ridiculous
It’s food for thought, I serve it up; I take it so serious
Rhymes ill, lyrics sick flow like chemo
Don’t be surprised I’m my generation’s new HERO!

All my life I’ve been that WEIRDO!
UNDERDOG! (WEIRDO)
UNDERDOG! (WEIRDO)
UNDERDOG! (WEIRDO)
UNDERDOG!

All my days I’ve been that WEIRDO!
UNDERDOG! (WEIRDO)
UNDERDOG! (WEIRDO)
UNDERDOG! (WEIRDO)
UNDERDOG!

Father at a young age, you always told me that I was different
Yet you warned me of how people would ignorantly perceive me and judge me
I never knew life would be this hard
Never knew I’d endure such pain

All...my...life...I’ve...been...that…

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