From the recording Illuminatica: Devil's Dance
A callout of those who twist scripture for profit and power. This track exposes the spiritual fraud behind the pulpit and reminds listeners to test every voice claiming authority.
Lyrics
They smile they preach they twist the Word
Turnin His truth into somethin absurd
Pockets fat pulpits high
Sellin your soul while they reach for the sky
They ain’t sent but they speak
They sell salvation but it got a price
Cash at the altar roll the dice
Fake revivals false tongues
Wolf in sheep’s wool see how they run
Lavish jets luxury seat
Sow that seed still in defeat
Prosperity gospel twisted game
Tell me when Paul ever preached that claim
They preach they lie they rob the poor
Sellin His name like a corner store
Fake healers false signs
Serpent tongues corrupted minds
False prophets liars preach
They take the Word twist and leech
Yah don’t know em they play pretend
Judgment comes this all ends
They sit in robes they count the bills
Gospel traded for cheap thrills
Make it soft make it sweet
Water it down keep em weak
Churches dead truth don’t sell
They preachin peace leadin to hell
They kiss the beast shake his hand
Sunday crowds don’t understand
They prophesy lies they claim His name
But He never sent them this ain’t no game
They call for wealth they push their brand
But when He comes they won’t stand
False prophets liars preach
They take the Word twist and leech
Yah don’t know em they play pretend
Judgment comes this all ends
Watch their fall hear the cry
Time runs out truth don’t lie
They led the blind they set the snare
Now the fires waitin there
