Preacher Preacher

by Beautifulvoice3

Since when does my method of putting food on the table concern you so..
Berating and insinuating because my business you don't know.
Truth my sista/brotha is what you rarely preach!
Your words are in the wrong position; so when you give them life,
they arrive breeched. Tearing apart the inside of young sordid minds..
Yet you still claim to be the savior of man kind..
Or should I say the ghetto, the mislead, underprivileged hood..
Our loyal bishop, our hero, if you could save us all you would?
Iniquitous your heart; truely shaped as a knife..
Enticing others with your hatred; thoroughly verbalized..
Your message of healing comes with a bus, and a loud speaker....
What I see is a devil in disquise but your Imps call you
...Preacher Preacher

Preacher Preacher by Beautifulvoice3

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