Don't you got better things to do
Than spread your gossip and speak what's untrue?
You go to church, see through your haughty eyes,
Go to your friends, and tell all your lies
Go on over to your stupid social clique
You religious hypocrites make me so sick
You without sin, go ahead cast the first stone
I didn't think so, so why don't you just go home
You claim to be a leader
You claim to make a stand
But when your brother's fallen,
You won't even give a hand
You claim to be so holy
You claim to be so strong
But behind your charade
I know your motives are so wrong
It don't mean a thing cuz talk is cheap
Your actions count, but your words you can't keep
You think you're so righteous,
But I think you're a creep
You're the kind of person
Who looks at others' sin
And then spreads the word,
Forgetting your own within
You go to church to see what's in the news,
So you can gossip, so you can lie,
So you can confuse
See your brothers falling down all the time
Instead of showing mercy you convict them of a crime
You like to watch them as they fall on down
Instead of helping them you push them to the ground
You'll never be a leader
You'll never make a stand
Until you change your ways
My God will not hold out His hand
You claim to be so close to God
Behind the mask motives are wrong