By a Sellout
You just can’t trust ‘em,
your best interest ain’t in their best interest
They got Gethsemane garden secrets to sell
Escargot Iscariot is a Sadducee delicacy
that got a fishy smell
Being a fisher of men
is a dangerous occupation
Spiritualizing carnal minds
can put you in a perilous situation
Councils with Roman collaborator desires,
search always for the weak link
Filthy lucre cheese promises
temptingly sniffs out a rat-fink
A gospel life is always in doubt
when you’re being hemmed in by a sellout
Midnight raids,
being secretly led away
Liberty fades,
kangaroo court charade
You just can’t trust a dirty inside man,
your best interest is gonna be usury betrayed
So many Galilee succulent secrets to sell
Escargot Iscariot is a Pharisee delicacy
that got a fishy smell
Fighting against righteous fishers of men,
is gonna put you on a slave boat straight to hell
Being sold out by a sellout
is a winsome sow
that will reap a beautiful reward
Heaven is what every Christian be always talking about
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2017
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