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Not to mention he pushed up on Caesar's wifey
A move like that my man, extremely sheisty
It all got back to Caesar in the bing
They found Ronnie's
this thing for shoes
He just might be ambitious, too
They got holidays all in his name
And all a tyrant needs is fame
Those fascists don't play
"If he's got this thing for shoes,
He just might be ambitious, too.
They got holidays all in his name,
And all a tyrant needs is fame.
Those
lacking.
Who is this Jesus? Why is he different?
You choose Messiahs by the sack full.

We need him crucified,
It's all you have to do.
We need him
lacking.
Who is this Jesus? Why is he different?
You choose Messiahs by the sack full.

We need him crucified,
It's all you have to do.
We need him
huddle at the bus stop
Umbrellas arranged in a sad bouquet
Lil' Caesar got caught
He was going down to second
He was cooled
Changing stations
at the bus stop
Umbrellas arranged in a sad bouquet
Li'l Caesar got caught
He was going down to second
He was cooled
Changing stations on the chamber
He's got it all in control
He's got it all in control
He's put that reassurance
Way down in my soul
He's got it all in control

I've put my
And I got Jackson Cannery 
Millionaires and mill rats live side by side here
Messed up my brother's mind 
He's far from earth 
Tell me what's he worth
Julius Caesar came, saw, conquered, went away
'Cause it rained here all the time
Too many sniffs and colds
Got up his Roman nose
So he left it
the keys
And I got Jackson Cannery

Millionaires and millrats
Live side by side
Messed up my brother's mind
He's far from earth
Tell me what's he
White House
Gucci flag on the roof, call us rock groups
Mere intelligent, buy Nieman Marc' it out
No doubt, all we saw he bought, Lori mom's all blow
groups
Mere intelligent, buy Nieman Marc' it out
No doubt, all we saw he bought, Lori mom's all blow
Was simple, blamp instrumentals run camps the stamps
ain't got food tasters in some of these places
Caesars Palace

Brought up in the world of Caesars Palace
And now I got so much stuff I don't need
Millionaires and mill rats live side by side here,
Messed up my brother's mind
He's far from earth
What's he worth
The same as you or me
In this factory
of bullshit

I got things to do, before I meet that glory in the sky
And my baby girl b-day be six months away, she gonna be five
So I pray to the lord he
got Jackson Cannery

(Whoa)(Come on)(Whoa)(Whoa)
(That's pretty good, try it again)
(Whoa)

It's 4 in the morning
Mother don't know
That I'm
it, hahaha, that's right
Control
Now I've got a lot
Control
Now I'm all grown up, ah
I'm in control, uh
I'm in control, ah
I'm in control, uh
it has to do with my life, my life
I wanna be the one in control

So let me take you by the hand,
And lead you on this dance (Control)
Is what I've
First rain of winter
First fall from grace
It's my first hallow echo
In the halls of praise

How could Samson
I thought he was blind as a bat
over there's the doorway, he will be walking through
Will he be six foot eight or maybe four foot two (it could happen)

I got a blind date waiting
to death
We need Him crucified
It's all you have to do

Talk to me, Jesus Christ
You have been brought here
Manacled, beaten by Your own people
Do You have
he's stayed too long in kelly's bar again
And if you smell shirley thompson's breath you'll find she's had a little nip of gin
And then you have
got Jackson Cannery

(Whoa)(Come on)(Whoa)(Whoa)
(That's pretty good, try it again)
(Whoa)

It's 4 in the morning
Mother don't know
That I'm
American, resistance is the game!)

Two pigs wearing suits
Brought the news
That I'm wanted by the bank

They say the rent is due
Caesar's onto you
So you