Hypocritical Souls
"This is the final curtain call, when the verdict falls, revenge is best served raw, so that's what they serve to y'all, in a church full of disciples becoming rivals, who follow everything but the Bible...act a different way every other day except that one day....Sunday.....some preachers know they be leeching, instead of teaching...preaching God's word but in all reality they're their own hidden demon, the church is where you lift each one up, not break each one down, and pull each brother up, and not let another drown, turn your neighbors frown upside down into a smile....that's what it's all about, real praise doesn't equal going to church everyday, real praise equals to praying by yourself so that God can bless you in everyway, so that you and your loved ones can strut through those pearly gates, and shower this world with grace, things are never as they once were....but we must still be fulfilled with love, court is in session but who has any room to judge?"
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