Lyrics:
Wommer!
ARTHUR: Go and tell your master that we have been charged by God
with a sacred quest. If he will give us food and shelter for
the night he can
too. Or so says the U.S. Department of Agriculture.
Marijuana is legal for medical use in 34 states used to treat glaucoma and pain caused by cancer,
and get veneers or the porcelain (Jesus)
We all need Him, is you ready to meet Him? (Lord, ready?)
Doin' dumb, dumb but keep tryin' for your freedom
Uh,
love? Do the scars really heal up?
From all the pain that done built up, but they don't feel us (Jesus)
A week done flew by, the big bro ridin' then he
fellow Americans.
This is America's day. This is democracy's day. A day of history and hope, of renewal and resolve. Through a crucible for the ages,
America again
The only hope for America is Jesus
The only hope for America is him
If we repent of our ways stand firm and say
We need God in America
Get ready!
Jesus is coming, there is no doubt
Keep on watching
For you don't know when it will be
He is coming, there is no doubt
Keep on watching
heartbeats props)
Seems like you wondered each day if the Underground
Is going to stay down with the funky beats
Even if you know that I'm a junkie for
George Floyd
I said it 'cause I'm George Floyd
I'ma be a Black man until I can't no more
One day, maybe we get some reparations
Education, already stopped
loved (Lord)
But is it real love? Do the scars really heal up?
From all the pain that been built up, but they don't feel us (Jesus)
A week done flew
fight back
Even against the police, the people is ready to strike back, like that
Leavin' us dead in the streets, the people are heated, strike match,
morning in my quiet mountain town
The sun is shining and the grass is green
Under the three feet of snow, I mean
This is the day when it's hard to wear
loved (Lord)
But is it real love? Do the scars really heal up?
From all the pain that been built up, but they don't feel us (Jesus)
A week done flew
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I let Ja Rule when I murder ink
Murder pink, murder what you thought and what you think
This Queens prodigy is the product
The world or discombobulated
We must all ready ourselves for
The disheartening future that is
Amongst us, though I personally
Think dystopia is beautiful, We
You could never see, the wrath
Time for you to feel, the wrath
Another four years, different face, but the same old thing
Getting sick and tired
and the Aggies and the Hamptons
They book us, won't book us, I'm Booker
T. Washington, George killed, for twenty
Think about it (think), that's two thousand
this shit is hysterical
By my nephews and nieces I will email Jesus
Tell him forward to Moses and cc Allah
Mr. soul survivor does that make me
another sunday morning in my quiet mountain town
The sun is shining and the grass is green
Under the three feet of snow i mean
This is the day when it's
this shit is hysterical
By my nephews and nieces I will email Jesus
Tell him forward to Moses and cc Allah
Mr. soul survivor does that make me
myself
Like, how much worse could this get
Man look at you, this is rock bottom, can we snap out of this
And go get ready for next year
A time for you
gray
And they love to see white, now how much you tryna pay, let's go
Today was a good day, hope I have me a great night
I dunno what you fishin' for
a good day, hope I have me a great night
I don't know what you fishin for but catch you a great white
Me, I see great white, heavy as killer whales
I
this shit is hysterical
By my nephews and nieces I will email Jesus
Tell him forward to Moses and cc Allah
Mr. soul survivor does that make me
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