[Intro - low, close mic, heavy auto-tune + whisper] Yeah... Uh... Okay... If you want the victim role, I'ma give you somethin' real to question then... (Mmm) [Verse 1 - Deep chest voice, slow triplets, 808s hitting] Since y'all wanna play victim, I keep the doctrine in my sights, Not the person in the pew, but the empire in the lights. Say you humble, but you build a castle with a steeple, Say you serve God, but you feedin' off the people. Golden offering plate while your city got potholes, Private jet ministry while the block got no hope. Sellin' mansion in the sky for a payment down here, Fear is the product, got the whole crowd in fear. [Pre-Hook - half-sung, melodic, slight auto-tune wobble] You say love is the message, Why the message feel like chains? You say truth gon' set us free, Why we scared to use our brains? [Hook - full melody, auto-tuned anthem, stacked vocals] Tear it down, brick by brick, book by book, Every loophole, every trick, every hook. If it's real, it gon' stand when the pressure hit, If it fold when you ask, then it wasn't legit. Tear it down, let it breathe, let it bleed, Faith that need a gun to survive ain't free. [Verse 2 - double-time flow, aggressive, teeth-gritted] Let's dismantle it - Nicea, 325, vote on what is holy, Emperors in the room, that ain't lowly, that's control-y. Thomas cut, Mary cut, whole gospels left in the desert, 'Cause the women spoke too loud and the power got nervous. Original sin? That's a debt you never owed, Born guilty, gotta pay back on a road you never chose. Free will but it's predestined, love but with a hell clause, All-knowing, all-loving, but still needin' applause? Crusades on a cross, colonies on a cross, Whips and chains justified with a verse out the book, Same chapter for the slave, same chapter for the master, Tell me that's holy? Nah, that's disaster. [Hook 2 - same melody but angrier, ad-libs in background (yeah, look)] Tear it down, brick by brick, book by book, Every loophole, every trick, every hook. If it's real, it gon' stand when the pressure hit, If it fold when you ask, then it wasn't legit. Tear it down, let it breathe, let it bleed, Faith that need a court to survive ain't free. [Verse 3 - Memphis phonk pocket, laid back, vocal fry, smirking delivery] Sunday costume, Monday ruthless, Tuesday lobby, Wednesday suin' schools for bein' inclusive. Talk about morals, but your youth pastors got cases, Talk about family while you hidin' them cases. Prosperity gospel, that's a hedge fund in a prayer, If prayer paid rent, why your block still bare? Hate the sin, love the sinner - you flipped it, Love the money, hate the questions when the scripture get specific. Miracles on stage but the camera never cut, Heal the crowd but never heal where the camera never look. [Bridge - whisper to full scream transition] (Whispered, close) You said turn the other cheek... (Normal) but you never turn the cheek when it's power. You said love thy neighbor... (Scream ad-lib) TIL THAT NEIGHBOR WON'T KNEEL AND COWER! [Verse 4 - final boss flow, slow, heavy, each bar a hammer] Ain't no hate in my heart for a person tryna cope, But I got smoke for a system that monetize hope. Guilt by birth, shame by design, tithes by pressure, Heaven as a carrot, hell as a lecture. If truth is truth, it don't need a shield law, Don't need a senate seat, don't need a sword law. Don't need to ban books, don't need to ban doubt, Truth invites doubt in and figures it out. So I don't aim at people, I aim at the throne, The throne made of bones that you claim ain't your own. [Outro - melodic, exhausted, auto-tune trail off] Yeah... So if victim's what you call it, call it that, But ideas that are holy don't collapse when you ask. No swords, no threats, just eyes open wide, If it can't survive the questions... let that lie die. Let it die
