Original sin is the topic for those who tuned inBy this point in the debate I'm already tuned outFirst, lets' define what the topic's aboutBasically, God's wants us to follow his routeHe gives us free will and wants us to use itThen loses it when we do, so it's uselessThe only way to redeem ourselves is through bloodBut what's good is Jesus already spilled it for usSo in the Garden of Eden, God made Adam and his leafAnd made him a madam called Eve so he could use what's underneathHe created ultra-sophisticated machinery called peopleAnd fucked it all up when he created evilThe tree of knowledge bore forbidden fruitAnd Eve was seduced by its tasty juiceThe talking snake betrayed God's secretsAnd was forever made to slither on it's belly beneath usAs opposed to flying, to which it was accustomedHe was pissed, but it seems he had free will, not just usAnyway, God knows all. No dice involved.So he made us this way and we didn't evolve.As anyone will tell you, we react to stimuliAnd God knows how we will react and whySince the Garden of Eden was made entirely by GodSurely the way we reacted was entirely his fault?Well, if you believe that we behave as we do because of our brainsThen you must believe this argument the way I just saidBut if you believe in dualism and souls, I supposeThat the argument doesn't so naturally flowIf we really are completely free to make choicesThen our actions are guided by our own voicesBut who made those voices? Was it God or manPlease decide now and try to be consistentBecause if you say God, then you can see my point earlierBut if you say man then I'm about to take some rights from yaNext time you or another do a good deed, reflectOn the two options I gave you in this argumentIf you credit God for only the good and never the bad or vice versaYou are making a very severe observational errorNow I know some of you will not care whether I'm rightIn the end, you say, you feel in your heart there's a lightAnd it's God and you know it from your core and that's what mattersBut I'm afraid this must be where our discourse shatters like a stone tabletBecause your faith precludes rational examinationAnd you keep yourself cocooned because it makes you feel saferIf I may, though, it seems to me to be selfishTo believe something just because it improves your subjectiveExperience. When it doesn't help technology, society or medicineSo to me, you could say faith is the original sin.

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Life is hard. Nobody wants to help you out.Who can you trust? You still have to feed your mouth.Chase your dreams, but keep your feet on the street.Sometimes you just have to believe.Man, life is a bitch. Dude, you can't trust shitEvery friend I had done flipped up the scriptYou'd better believe it, n$%^& I done seen itYou don't trust me, then trust your heathensI put my faith in my CNS, some faith in CNNNo faith in faith-based institutionsI keep my eyes wide open, propped with matchsticksShake hands with the people, watch out for drop-kicksLife is a bitch if you keep on fucking upLife looks good if you keep on looking upYou wanna live good then you've gotta keep your money upThe president don't give a fuck about the hood and all of usWatch what I say, try to see both sidesThere may be many times when I am not rightBut if I'm open enough to be criticizedThen why can't they listen to I?Man it sucks when you live with your momAnd she only grounds you when you did something wrongBut... when you did something rightYou'll never get recognizedPlay fair, but don't be a pushoverWalk soft, carry a big stick just like HovaGo for yours, but try not to walk over peopleIf it comes to a fight, strike first and strike lethalKarma: What goes around shall come aroundWhat goes up must come downYour real friends are real dangerous likeAIDS: AID or HIVThere comes a time to stand upBrandish guns and man-up, even if it puts you in handcuffsBut if there's a smarter way, take itIf it's not you, don't worry about it, just fake itLive life while you canDon't let it grab you, grab the world in your handLook, you may not understandBut everyone makes their own planMix up life. Stay focused, but have funThere's a time to fight and a time to runYin and a yang, run with a gang, but god-damnDon't always agree with your manWear life like a pair of shoesStep on doo-doo? Don't kill yourself, just go and wipe it off, dudeThen you're gonna start all overYou're gonna feel so great when you take all that weight off your shoulderMoney is the root of all evil, au contrairIt's how you use it. Devils in the details thereTell stories and anthropomorphizeBut always remember whyThis world is like a beat you keep makingIt keeps on repeating itself and you can't even take itYou're gonna get tired of the same shitShooting and killing and girls getting raped-edLose yourself in life, but leave out breadcrumbsKilling time takes lives. Scream out redrumWonder why you wonder why, but git 'r dunBefore you die, 'cause you never get a second run

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I suck money up like a black holeConsistent when I spit on a track, homesThinking is dead and I'm bringing it back, homesWhen you're thinking you're thinking, it's crap- factNot to bring the party vibe on downYou rappers talk more shit than Sylvia BrowneAnd I'm the conjuror of rap like Biggie was a fat, black rhinocerosEverything you think or say? Preposterous!Hypocritus and I'm HippocratesFix up ill rappers with ease- pleaseDon't tempt me to end thee with some logicYour grey matter splattered on my socks like dog shitPeople like me put man on the moonPeople like you, I scrape off my shoeInsecure? No, I introduceThe new crew with whom I'm rolling on throughForgive the lack of interviews with great mindsThis podcast will be focused and then not sometimesBut let's not stray from what I came to say, like JayGould. Life is fucking beautifulAs I step back and appreciate it while annebriatedI gather my pack of rappers to interview famousAnd noteworthy personalitiesTranslate the cutting edge- cut it up for the streetsWith large quantities of beats. Then increase the doseege!And JREF gets half the proceeds!

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Made the track myself, just starting offTry to keep this blog free of parting shotsKeep your own party hot. This is real journalismNotice the schism between me and the Top of the PopsIf it flops, so be it. Part of the paradoxThat's so hard to resolve- intent and surrenderTo the gods- well, there are none- the system? WhateverDon't get me started else I'll rant on foreverLike the Raving Atheist, I'll dissect your storyTo the gory details 'til you tell me I'm boringIgnore me, but you're running away when you should faceThe truth and recognize your real place in the worldInformation is power. Blind faith is for cowardsAnd lunatics that bomb trains and fly into twin towersNot to end on a sour note. Go 'head, float your boatI'm just pointing out there's a hole in the boat, though

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No ID. Get rid of ID.No ID. Get rid of ID.No ID. Get rid of ID.No ID. Get rid of ID.Rule number one. If it can't be tested it's done.So you can forget about ID. Intelligent design isNothing of the sort it's Creationist garbageThey're getting into power and it isn't harmlessEven though it might sound retardedThe dudes with the biggest guns have us marked as targetsTheocracy's the goal that they have in mindBut they lie and wanna dump science on the sideRandi's my man so you know I'm backed upA million dollar prize if your mind ain't cracked upBut anybody with sense can see that ain't the caseWhen I slap you with the money, see you change your faceYou're clearly scared of backing up your caseAnd expect us to take up what you say just on faithNo way. No gay, but you have no say in my roomOr regarding what's inside the womb.

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