Smoke A Joint Lyrics

[Fragile]:

When last did you smoke a joint?

I'm not talking of the rolls of marijuana or cigars

Or the Benson & Hedges that put us on edge

Darkens our lungs and before long we're gone

All black everything in the funeral of another carefree novice

Gone without a moment's notice

Know this, that I

I'm talking of The H.S

When last did you get drunk?

I'm not talking of the red wine or the bottles of Star

That stops you from shining

Or the Magic Moments of un-magical moments when you're robbed blindly

Or the Orijin of unoriginal sins

Or the White & Mackays or Andres that lead you astray

I'm not talking of the burning liquor

That feels like the flickering flames of hell as it goes down your throat

Please note

That I, I'm talking of The H.S

You know the problem with the church today?

It's that the youths spend too much time being sober

Instead of being hungover

Instead of being intoxicated by the Word of God;

Staggering under the weight of the anointing

Speaking in tongues

Driving lives under the influence of The Holy Spirit

We go about with our eyes wide shut

Seeing things that are not there

Praying to things that cannot hear

Putting the stories of our hearts in the hands of fate

Instead of submitting it to The Author and The Finisher of our faith

It almost feels like a Zombie Apocalypse

When I see young people who are spiritually dead

If only we smoked often;

We'll be healed of our glaucoma 'cause we're spiritually blind

We say we are the head and not the tail, yet we fail

Still sitting in ignorance till we're now - behind

If only we got drunk often and bottled our worries in prayers

We will not worship at the altar of immorality and expect mortal men to save us

You know what God told me?

He said, "Your make up isn't the colors that you put on your face

But what I predestined you to be."

Can't you see?

Best believe that your foundation isn't the sticks

The liquids or the creams but our God

And though we might try to conceal our sins

We forget that The Revealer of all Things is our Lord

So I wonder;

Why I hunger for drop dead gorgeous men and ignore the Giver of Life

Sinner that I am

Why do I chase after men that make me weak in the knee

When I can find strength on my knees?

So I sin

Every time, I do as I please

And in doing as I please, I forfeit peace

In my defense

"How do I know what the truth is when I base my life on movies?"

Oh and by the way, I perfected the art of being a damsel in distress

But I get distressed

When my knight in shining armor sees me as a damsel not worth the stress

I get depressed

He loves me, he loves me not

I'm pulling on flower petals wondering if I'm special

When its clearly written in The word that nothing can separate us from The Love of God

My knight in shining armor called me fat so I started dieting

I stopped eating bread

I stopped eating The bread of Life

In order to look good, I started taking supplements

Instead of my daily nourishment in order to get his compliments

I fed on his bread of lies

I forgot I heard someone say

He talked about Jesus and the fashion of today

He said, "Jesus took lashes for your lashes. He said,"Jesus took nails for your nails."

So if only I smoked often I would know I was made in the image and perfection of The Creator, formed to do the Master's bidding

When last did you smoke a joint?

When last did you get so high

You reached a realm when you touched the hem of the robes of The Most High?

When was the last time you called on the name of your God with confidence? You said, "Jah!", without having dreadlocks and a head-warmer?

When?

Some of us can't even pray for ourselves

We'd wake up at mid nights in our PJs and call the pastor and say

"Please pray" and then he says, "Take" and you say, "I receive" but if you understood His Grace

You would know it is more blessed to give than to receive

When last did you smoke a joint?

When last did you puff, puff, pass to another sinner in evangelism?

The promises of the Kingdom carefully rolled in our rizla of brotherly love;

Let me tell you

We were given lips to kiss the 'claro' of God's Word through faith

But wait

If the Bible says, "Out of our bellies shall flow rivers of living water"

Why do we get intoxicated on earthly spirits and vomit curses and hate?

This is the message from the Ministry of Divine Health

Smokers of the Holy spirit are liable to live, and not die

So when last did you smoke a joint?