Judge Me

[Intro] Yea, the super gross Greydon Square Hey yo, I love doing this Forever, and ever, and ever Hey yo, this is the CPT Theorem Look [Verse 1] Ninety-nine bottles of beer on the wall I snatch them off and beat you in the face with them all I keep on telling you that your religion sucks balls (yup) A bunch of fairy tales that make no sense at all How the hell am I supposed to acknowledge a soul and show it love If you can't tell me where it is and what it does? (what?) I'm tired of poking holes in your logic I'm already getting paid for exposing your prophet You ain't experienced hurt till you've been in a hearse The mormons attacked first, they said my skin was a curse So I started stepping up my status, letting them have it Starting showing every single hypocritical passage (look) Now they all mad cause Ted Haggard's in drag In the back of his church secretly taking penis to ass The deacon is mad, he's talking about leaving his mass "I can't believe I would believe in that Jesus's ass" [Chorus] You wanna judge me Before I open my mouth and pass judgement Before you even know what it's bout'? You wanna judge me? Your mind's already made up Even though the god you believe in was totally made-up You wanna judge me? But the rules don't apply When you flip it all around and you open your eyes You wanna judge me? You claim you speakin' the truth But when I wanna challenge it all you speak of is truce [Verse 2] I always hear about tolerant Christians Who despise people for not following fiction This is malediction My name is Greydon Cubed, yes I'm the super-gross The physics studying [?] religion super-foe You have no idea what's stocked on my mind I'll have you transformin' your arguments like Optimus Prime Meanwhile freethinkers afraid to be seen Coming out to friends and family like an AA meeting "Hi my name is Greydon Square and I'm an atheist They claim that I had a soul on this planning on saving it" Yea right, and every other persuasive religion Each with their own hell to help make my decision So under your ten commandments just add one more addition "Thou shalt not believe in bullshit" [Chorus] You wanna judge me Before I open my mouth and pass judgement Before you even know what it's bout'? You wanna judge me? Your mind's already made up Even though the god you believe in was totally made-up You wanna judge me? But the rules don't apply When you flip it all around and you open your eyes You wanna judge me? You claim you speakin' the truth But when I wanna challenge it all you speak of is truce [Verse 3] It's kind of sickening I could read a Dr. Suess book to Tom Cruise And scare him into joining my religion (punk) You're not even a faith yet, you need more people That I can see through, I'm rap's evil Lord Xenu And you want me to seriously pay money to join your little pyramid scheme? Super-gross, so stop the little rumors If I was secretly lyingtologist you would know I'm not even saying no more (uh-uh) I'd leave right now if John Travolta wasn't playing the door And people flock to this religion like an addiction And told to have faith in addiction just like a religion I'm sick of these liars Their doctrine was written by a science-fiction writer They don't even know it He wrote it knowing when he wrote it that it was bogus, stupid And you believed it, now you didn't believe it, you leased it [Chorus](x2) You wanna judge me Before I open my mouth and pass judgement Before you even know what it's bout'? You wanna judge me? Your mind's already made up Even though the god you believe in was totally made-up You wanna judge me? But the rules don't apply When you flip it all around and you open your eyes You wanna judge me? You claim you speakin' the truth But when I wanna challenge it all you speak of is truce You wanna judge me?