Questions

(Tru-Life)
 Yeah, Wassup Tru-Life Here
 Lotta Questions... I'm not the Lord
 But I do have some answers 'cuz I do read His word
 So if you wanna talk, we can do it. Lets go
 (Intro)
 My mission here today is to make sure
 That everything stays clear, everything stays secure
 This session I will answer some questions
 And when I'm done, hope some will trust their life to perfection
 Get'cha pen and pads, I wanna erase doubt
 Yeah, we look different, but from the inside out
 We all twins, 'cuz since this life began
 We needed somebody to pay our price for sin
 (I wanna know!) Why people are so evil?
 (I wanna know!) The difference in rich and poor people?
 (I wanna know!) Why do the good die young?
 (I wanna know!) Why that boy Immatel was hung?
 (I wanna know!) Is it wrong for me to touch my girl?
 (I wanna know!) Does Satan really rule this world?
 (I wanna know!) Why they ensalved my people?
 (I wanna know!) Are all men created equal?
 Firstly, our hearts are dirty, blood thirsty
 Rather kill a man than lend a hand when hurting
 To most people, cash makes you who you are
 But you can ask the biggest, richest, star
 Are they really really happy with all they've got?
 9 out of 10 are still searchin' and will tell you they're not
 God gives life, that means he can also take it
 We can't choose the time, Hes got a pattern he made it
 Which bring me to a topic I've hated for years
 Even brought me to tears, till God made it so clear
 The young boy died, 'cuz someone lied
 Our hearts are dark man, and thats the reason why
 Be careful 'cuz touchin leads to feeling
 And feeling leads to feelings
 That suggest the need for sexual healin
 Sex is meant for married people
 So no matter what, no ring? No situation is equal
 Satan knows the heart of man
 But don't get it twisted, he too is just a part of the plan
 And so is people bein beaten, shackeled, and lassl'ed
 Those who had the power made others lives a hassle
 And yes, we're created equal
 We come from dust, and all start with a heart thats evil
 I just put the canvas, up on the easel
 But hold tight, 'cuz im'ma paint a picture, unbeleivable
 (I wanna know!) Man, why does God hate me?
 (I wanna know!) Why did he even make me?
 (I wanna know!) Tell me, why am I here?
 (I wanna know!) Is Jesus real, is he near?
 (I wanna know!) Why are there so many religions?
 (I wanna know!) When I get dissed, why I forgive 'em?
 (I wanna know!) Tell me, is heaven real?
 (I wanna know!) If I say no, whats the deal?
 The Lord doesnt hate you, he hates the sin that dwells
 'Cuz ever since Adam fell
 The ones he created to chill with and call children
 Have long since been all about themselves
 You're here because hes given you a chance
 To accept His Sons hand for eternal romance
 (Check the history books) He's the one to do it
 Died, and rise, and got the holes to prove it
 The trees you see, and the air you breathe
 Didnt happen, those are compliments of the King
 And because they can't touch, or feel Him
 They creates states of spirituality to try and reveal Him
 The Lord is the only perfect whos liven
 Without forgivness remember there would be no forgiven
 Heaven is a place, and not a state of mind
 But needs an access pass, given by The Divine
 You have the option to decline invitation
 But they why engage in this conversarion?
 You have the option to decline invitation
 But they why engage in this conversarion?
 I wanna know! x 8