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Tell me not what the good book says,
And point not at my evil ways.
I know your deeds, I know your type,
So play not my ways upon your pipe.
The holy book from which you quote
Says something you’d like to note;
“Judge not, and save yourself judgment”
Else you get the punishment
Of Jah’s eternal resentment.
What? Do you mean
You know not sin?
From your first, down to this day,
You never strayed off the Lord’s way?
Never wronged in though, word, or deed?
Never once felt the urgent need
To free yourself of seed?
Never combed the beach,
Called a girl a peach,
And fail the lord in speech?
Remember that one time
When to yourself you’d mime
As brought to you the eventide,
Her pleasant back, her softer side.
Now you tell me for a fact,
That night, did you do the act?
You say just in your mind?
It’s still a sin, you’d find!
Your chest is hard from lying,
And I don’t see the habit dying.
When last did you swallow meat,
Steaming hot chunks of meat,
Till sweat oozed from both your feet?
Mother’s purse is always full,
How much was gone each day ‘fore school?
We both know the test was tough,
The questions tricked, the setting rough.
Tell me now you stole not a peep
While yet the prof was deep in sleep.
So you never stole a smoke
Till someone heard you choke?
Now that you see you’re just as bad as me,
Let’s let the index fingers rest, shall we?