Need Jesus Lyrics - Tech N9ne

Let ye cast no judgement upon thy neighbor 

Before the beam of thy own eyes have been cleansed 

In the wicked ways of the world 

God gives the remission of all of our sins 

When I was a young one the preacher put oil on my sixth chakra 

He knew when I was older I'd wanna follow 2Pac and Big Papa 

They thought I was so devilish in the dark I would listen to sick opera 

But this choppa will be reppin' the city where RDV's Young Rich and Slick's got ya 

Well in peace 

I don't know why they wanna call me up every Easter Sunday to the altar 

Maybe the music I am doin' is never gospel, sinner is what they call ya 

I know we look a little strange and we the gang my lane is what I offer 

3 dimensional altar with a ego on top of the rock of Gibraltar 

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I see-e, it's not the way the bible people want me to be-e 

Flippin' the fire for the family focused and free-e 

Listen to me-e doing it for T.V-e 

With the rebel yell, came out of my shell 

Preacher said tell your people let go of your coat-tail 

With a tremendous fail he never to say my livin'll sell 

But even worse said I lead my people to Hell's Bells 

Lookin' at me just like my mother and father would breed creatures 

Not an evil bone in my body and never known to be naughty in my seeds either 

Simple and plain like a cheese pizza 

I don't know prayin' on my knees keep us from heat seekers 

Lovin' the bleed feature while the people tell me that I need Jesus! 

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Talk about, judgement 

Speakin' to me with the people I'm leadin' em underway 

And you read me and see me easy to be shunned away 

But you got it all wrong 

You seem to tell me I need Jesus! (oh, Jesus! Jesus!) 

Every day they wanna condemn me 

None of 'em even know me 

Anyone ever that sinned cast the Stone out 

I'm stoned, let's talk about it 

I'm askin' 

What's happening? 

Boy, cause they bashing me 

Bangin' the bible, butcher boy don't bother with blasphemy 

Call em a crazy critic comin' causin catastrophes 

Aimin' at Aaron a lot of ammo and an angel actually 

Ah mane, Amen 

You people let the steeples speak in evil and the neezle playing God hymn 

My mother was a Christian but I used to go with the wicked for the stick and what's the problem 

Questioning the K.O.D.'s grim, anybody talkin hella crazy I'm bout to jaw them 

You'll be up on a cross whenever you step to me so take precaution 

Y'all false actors, callin' me a demon when I talk backwards tihs pot 

Tecca Nina gonna be sought after this drop by the people that go toss rappers hip hop 

So you thinking you religious? 

When you condemn another man you never lead us 

Telling me what's under me is gonna heat us 

Never believe ya cause really you need Jesus 

Leave us 

Talk about, judgement 

Speakin' to me with the people I'm leadin' em underway 

And you read mesee me easy to be shunned away 

But you got it all wrong 

Let's talk about it 

Mama never really talked about God 

All that I was ever taught was I'm odd 

Heard he knew bout every thought that I had 

Dirty mind I'd see a cross and I'd hide 

Lost without dad, salty bout that 

But I was captivated by the bosses outside 

I plotted every way to get in drawers with my squad (church) 

Ask round why every man goes 

Bad habits to pass down like second hand clothes, mad 

Salvage a blouse, gown, and manicured toes 

Had half of us ground bound for hell and lord knows 

Need a savior they say slayed for your behavior 

Raised in three days, grace be what he gave ya 

The Son of the maker, one to gravitate to 

Pay 10 percent cause sins ya didn't pay for 

Bow to a name insane fast, he told the 

Vows to a dame, the tame Casanova 

Wow did it change and came crashing, poser 

Doused in the flames and bang chapter closure 

Spiritually drained, crass and vulgar 

Needed somewhere to go until rain passes over 

Seeking a miracle from a stained-glass Jehovah 

But I don't know if the ordain pastor sober 

Dang in disdain prayed in vain 

Care slain yo, explain do anything 

Lay hands, but role playing, you entertain 

Doubt, pain, processin' grow in the brain 

It's confusing, now my fans out protruding 

Rebuking, from mouths full of communion 

Scorn by lukewarm kind, it's time you've been warned 

The Storm formed, now find refuge in...