Next Testament Lyrics - Sage Francis

AUTHOR: Sage Francis 

"Find God!" exclaimed the man, who lost everything he owned, looking stoned 

I groaned back, "Find a job...here's an application." 

Retaliation: 

"Here's a pamphlet." 

I said, "Fuck this damn shit." 

My man flipped 

and threw his hand into his pocket. 

Pulled out a bible 

with a design that looked tribal 

The Next Testament was its title 

"Look it over." 

"A book? Nosuh...what the hell does this have to offer?" 

A small mirror on the bottom labeled "author"... 

that's too impersonal 

Irreversible 

actions leave our mind scarred 

looking for the answers. "Find God!" 

he said again. 

But I'm a veteran 

knowing that you are no better than 

or worse than. 

He compared my last enemy to my first friend. 

This bum gave me his shirt's pen 

"What the heck? 

You're completely tapped, thinking that I'm gonna' write you out a check." 

He said, "What?" I said, "WHAT!" Snatched the book in hopes of finding 

a myth. Lifted up the front cover...broke the binding. 

"I bring peace, love happiness and unity!" 

Usually I blow it off, but I said, "That ain't what you do to me. What you do to me 

is bring pain, hate, ignorance, and false alternatives to my community." 

He sat back and thought it over. 

With a look that's sort of sober 

He stared me in the eye and said...I don't lie... 

(Him or me? Me or him?) 

Now we begin 

to quarrel 

over what's historical 

but that's immoral 

questioning the oracle's origin. 

We're born through sin. 

"You need to save yourself," he said. 

"But Jesus died for our sins." Then he said, "He ain't dead." 

"He faked his death?" 

I watched my man take a breath 

as if he had no more patience left. 

Then he embraced his chest. 

Looked as if the holy spirit was about to manifest 

itself. 

Mental health 

is what he lacked. I should have known this. 

Without God, when we die every Earthling is homeless. 

I couldn't look. Tried to give him back his book. 

As he shook. But it was stuck to my hand 

What the f...God d... 

Embellished in sin and with a devilish grin 

This denizen could tell that I was selfish within 

He started speaking in tongues that I'm unfamiliar with. 

I held the pen like a knife and threatened, "I kill your myth!" 

Civilians drift 

into a state of violent anger. 

I can tell when I'm in danger 

so I stopped...to take a breather. 

"Listen, I'm a non-believer 

with no faith, and I don't want none either 

it's time for me to leave ya' 

take your book, 

I ain't no crook." 

He said, "It's yours...like the world...read it good...there's directions." 

I flipped through the pages, but they were blank...no deceptions. 

He mentioned, "Look deeper. You'll see it says more 

than you could share. I asked, "Where?" He replies, "That's what 

the 

pen's for."