Lyrics:

I told you before stay away from my doorDon't give me that brother, brother, brotherThe freaks on the phone won't leave me aloneSo don't give me that brother, brother, brotherI found outNow that I showed you what I been throughDon't take nobody's word what you can doThere ain't no Jesus gonna come from the skyNow that I found out I know I can cryI found outSome of you sitting there with your cock in your handDon't get you nowhere don't make you a manI heard something bout my ma and my paThey didn't want me so they made me a starI found outOld hare Krishna got nothing on youJust keep you crazy with nothing to doKeep you occupied with pie in the skyThere ain't no Guru who can see thru your eyesI found outI been through junkies I been through it allI've seen religion from Jesus to PaulDon't let them fool you with dope and cocaineCan't do you no harm to feel your own painI found out