Pilgrims By The Millions Lyrics - Singles - The Buttress

Buttress got pilgrims by the millions, 

recruitin em while ya losin em 

on my way to Jerusalem 

no shade or oasis (I can't take this) 

so take this (BREATHE) 

can't face this rap game Moses 

so He spoke to us through pillars of fire 

showed us what He wrote us 

called us the hosts of wicked desire 

and in rage I called the Most High a liar 

fuck that noise, I'm the Messiah 

defended our race, our human nature 

and through the vapor I became the Creator 

cause Buttress sit with judges 

the rudest 

droppin heads like Judith 

I'm surrounded by crudeness 

ya'll some savages, traitors 

throwin kisses like Judas 

I hate ya'll Philistines 

I'm mean, you're thick 

Hit stones with a stick for water, til I come 

the Buttress, the daughter of no one 

and if you think I got a conscience, you're wrong 

I don't own one 

miracle committin lyrical homicide 

the prophesied sacrificial lamb 

I'm the Savior, Son of Man 

and your behavior ain't gonna earn you no hand at my right side 

so continue to hide as I abide 

CHORUS (x2) 

Buttress got pilgrims by the millions 

recruitin em while ya losin em 

on my way to Jerusalem 

He spoke to me 

said, "Bethany, go down to Gethsemene" 

What he said made the breath in me froze 

instantly old - Methusaleh 

"Father, let this cup pass me 

I can't do what you ask me 

I refuse and you're abusing the truths that we told" 

and with those musings turned to gold 

transfigured in the vineyard 

thoughts inward, descended, chose to roam 

retreated to Eden, where I been 

eatin locust, smokin dope and quietly focusin 

cuz I know I was sent to deliver ya'll from Nineveh 

but ya'll chose to dissent, and now ya sins is unforgivable 

crossed Goshen, took boats on the ocean with pilgrims 

transposin they poems of devotion 

gettin praise for days as I'm showin em my ways 

and faster than the rapture 

reign plaque and disaster for days 

(but blessed be the meek) 

nah, don't need em 

dogs lickin up they blood from the streets 

we destroyin the weak 

slayin beats for the people, not evil 

what I speak 

turn the wackness into sackcloth and ashes 

they wanna call me hateful but I'm callin em ungrateful