text: Saint Pete took a look at me
  And I will still wonder where to break it to him
  That he was the one who was turned upside down
  Your master doesnt approve
  Crucified in another dimension, where nowhere dimension of blood has been dumped upon my shoes, upon my shoes
  Now what should I lose?
  Sippin the blood from the chalice
  Kickin it up at the palace
  Everything silent
  Been waitin on my execution
  Denyin the word of the one that they call the Messiah
  In nothin I trust!
  No need to put nonof my faith in the hands of a deity, plus
  They bout to put me on the face of a crucifix
  I just got news of this
  Release you from the DOGMA
  The Christian religion and Catholic prison
  You bitchin bout kids who be thuggin and bangin and killing
  But welcome the decapitation of anyone who dont agree with what you preach
  Bang bang for the preacher
  Hypocritical bitch, better get your shit straight
  Bellyflop into the lake
  Saint Peter took a look at me
  And I will still wonder where to break it to him
  That he was the one who was turned upside down
  Your master doesnt approve
  Crucified in another dimension, where nowhere dimension of blood has been dumped upon my shoes, upon my shoes
  Now what should I lose?
  So you dont have to play around
  Take someone you love
  Show them where its at
  Cause theres a time for getting on
  Time to feel the flow
  Like we used to know, and can we
  Keep the flavour of the old school?