1st verse:
Prince of the Jews is now front-page news.
Documentary of abuse got rave views.
Processions and proceeds are too few,
so your ten percent is always due.
Way and the truth, all in plain view.
Benny Hinn healing the sick, and lame too.
Shame you suffer in silence, bills due.
Lights aint on in your place, then blame you.
Must have been something that you forgot to do,
or else God woulda came through and healed you right?
Look at Job dude, he was straight screwed.
Famine and pestilence, disease too.
Just come back into the fold and debut.
Confess to the people bout what you been through.
Your testimony is one unique view that the backsliding crew can all look up to.
Swaggert got caught in the same boat as Hugh,
and both got granted a pass, and regrew.
Haggard got caught wit a fa**ot and drugs too,
right after he was bashing gays.
Strike two.
And TBN won't even try to make an excuse,
cause Ma$e was up there last week.
"G-Unit!"
It's so few that sit in these pews, that abstain from what they ain't supposed to do.
And then tell you that they preaching that good news.
Dont be fooled, it is good for the goose.
They gander in pandering, drugs and porn too.
In mansions, while you walking in worn shoes.
Shame so much in the church is see-through.
They standing upon the shoulders of Jesus.
Gold yellow and money green make deep blue.
Head dunked down in the water, and shampooed.
From that day on your life is all new.
I wish everything they was teaching was all true.
So many churches, which one to choose?
Nowadays it don't matter, we all lose.

Chorus:
I was hoping we could find a way
To have what we have again today
God is great, God is good
I wouldn't doubt it if I could
But I gotta find my way home...home...home...

2nd Verse:
They say when you in Rome...do like the Romans.
When you in the wrong...then you seek atonement
Now, when I look at a priest, I'm thinking omen...
Like, the mark of the beast. Make sense, dont it?
What is it bout these men, that preach and teach
That leads them to little boys, like dogs in heat?
They reach in, and pull everything out that's pure
And your childhood is nothing but manure.
Behind closed doors, they give em a what for.
A few months later proclaim the man's cured.
And he aint gonna touch little boys no more.
But, how he gonna pass a test with no score.
You say that you're one hundred percent sure.
But, then your policies are not open door
So...this cardinal cannot be official,
If you believe this should be a private issue.
It really is a private issue, cuz these devils
wear around their neck miraculous medals.
And slide in under the guise of saved men
And then rape young men, again, and again.
They throw down hail maries and light candles
Then leave peoples kids alone with vandals.
This is the worst offense, against godliness
And it should be obvious
In the midst of all of these sacraments
So much of this stuff isn't accurate
They prey on those that are weak in heart
And tell them that this is a man of God.
You pray for the dead, but you curse the living
Can saved men make such wrong decisions?
They telling their dirt, and yours remains hidden?
God's representative? You gotta be kidding...

Chorus:
I was hoping we could find a way
To have what we have again today
God is great, God is good
I wouldn't doubt it if I could
But I gotta find my way home...home...home...

3rd Verse:
Pray five times a day, and face east
Say the definition of your faith is peace
So it's a disgrace so many of yours teach
tenets that value human life the least
Claim that God's behind the jihad
Virgins for killing?
Don't that seem odd?
I mean, we far from perfect, but nobody
Can tell me that guns and bombs are things godly
And honestly, fasting's good on Ramadan
And I give lots of credit to Farrakhan
But my Black pride does not condone lies
And some of you guys were FBI spies
You took down Malcolm, yall can stop frontin
The man's own words have gotta count for something
They said if a man'll steal, then he'll kill
And yall did both, and called it God's will
And now in Islamic countries, girls cry
From doctor's incisions in between the thighs
Christians and Muslims both scared to fly
Cause yall put an end to the friendly skies
Can't eat pork, but yall can smoke ganja
'High all the time' might need to be the mantra
And ya'll wont innocent in Iran Contra
Truck bombs in Iran sound like thunder
In all things acknowledge your God first
But all this killing, makes yall look worse
And HipHop's war is partly your fault.
It's so much math, they calling us a cult
Allah's day aint all equal
You can mock my faith, but you can't be mocked by other people?
If that aint hypocritical, then I'm blind.
So your faith IS as corrupt as mine...bottom line.

Chorus:
I was hoping we could find a way
To have what we have again today
God is great, God is good
I wouldn't doubt it if I could
But I gotta find my way home...home...home...