Rozz Dyliams What You Sellin Lyrics

What you sellin preacherman
I ain't buyin that shit
Hate me cause I'm in my right mind and I'm fine with it
Yeah you're wife is kinda fine but I got a fine bitch
Got the zondervan KJV with the index
Wide margin full of scribbles every service all I think about is all the hoes in Sunday school and how I'd rather be diggin em out
Lining em up and makin em spread they assholes open lickin em out
Fuckin off in the youthgroup hall and boostin all the shit up out it
Back in 2003 it was all about that grapetree
And in 2006 i was cross movement than a bitch
Dylan place a cornerstone when he go build a building bitch
Cornerstone was always stupid so I never went to it
I didn't want to go . I never wanted to go. Plenty many bitches got raped there, whataya know
What's the newsboy
I hit you with the Toby Mac ya know I saw ya dc talkin to the blues boy
How they fillin up all the pews
All these people look like they're on dog food
Everybody here look severely fucked up in the head
But I know it's just the surgery that god do
Ima make the preacher wanna murder me
Fucking all these brainwashed idiot hoes that went to Lee University
We bout to play a game of dead alive
I put this beam up in your eye and hit you with the Matthew 7:5
Wait
I'm bout to make you pray with open eyes
In your office with your head back spilling lies
Wait
You bout to meet your fate
Jesus woulda flipped your money changing table over out the gate

What you sellin preacherman
I ain't buyin that shit