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homicides
Killers walk free, juiced off Hennessy P
So Benet Ramsey {?} me on LSD
You dicks are stupid, consider humans chopped up on Euclid
You can't prove
a very, very unusual way to come to you
But I gotta start by saying thanks
Thanks for such a wonderful year

Not only to you, to God, number one
To you
Something's up
Something's on my mind
I try to go to sleep
I try to pass the time
What gives you the right
To kill a harmless carrot
Growing in
listen up...I've got some good news
The world needs to hear the good news
Of the love of God's Son
Every life can be changed
By the hearing of what He's
better times
Somehow those memories got left behind

Give me back that year, good or bad
Give me back something that I never knew I had

I guess it
put it under my tits
He got ki's of that raw, it could fit in the six
Got a UPS connect, so we good on them trips
Automatic bottle service so we good in
Pebble by pebble
Sand grain by sand grain
Shore turns to sea
Shore turns to ocean
Serpent creates the high tides
To assure all good is floating
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that body
Come and have a good time with G.O.D

I believe
damnation.
People turn around with unseeing eyes.
They're looking for something that doesn't exist.
The world you once knew is being eaten up by rust.
Extra, extra
Read all about it
Extra, extra
We heard the good news

We've come this far by faith
Pick up your pace and don't you be late
I'm
daddy, Mr. Ray Cash
I'd like to bring up a gentleman who's got something to say to Johnny Cash
This gentleman you all know, the associate warden Mr.
by your smile 
I must admit it took a while 
For me to see that - this was something 
More than - he's my friend, it's nothing 

I hope to God you
over this steel god-dangit

Bitch bring it! 
These niggaz that I hang with'll hang you up naked by your ankles dangling
But need I stay straight when
was as pure as solid gold
Like most boys when I was growin' up I wanted to be just like my dad
Cause I felt that he had something that very few people
And give me something to believe in, oh Lord

Sometimes I wish to God
I didn't know now
The things I didn't know then
Road you gotta take me home

I drive by
Always the same (yes you're movin' up) 

Well you've got to think of something 
Cause your job pays you nothing 
But you've got the things God gave you
Something real smooth
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
We'll get into the groove
Power of God move
Something real smooth
Something you need to take heed
her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom
Twist nothin' up like a condom
Slap it if you fuckers got a problem
When I see 'em, you hoes endin' up in
by my side

See my tears good father
Will they wash it away
All my dirt from your holy feet
No I don't believe it work that way
'Cause you ask
And nothing's broken

When your friends and their friends
Pass the pipe or tie the knot
Honeymoon music played
In the drive-thru parking lot

I woke up by your
When God is by your side to stay 
Just keep on movin', don't you dare give up 

There are times, times we 
Can be swayed so easily 
Doubt can come
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that body
Come and have a good time with G.O.D

I believe
good morning to everybody on his way to work
But that last time before he got locked up and hurt, real bad

I seen him walkin' toward his house and he
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that bod
Shake that body, party that body
Come and have a good time with G.O.D

I believe
Always the same (yes, you're movin' up) 

Well, you've got to think of something 
'Cause your job pays you nothing 
But you've got the things God gave