Lyrics:
Regardless where I was; either Young or DePaul
Son sure was raw
Son's words would draw
Visions in your mind of design so pure
Metaphors, battle lines, stories,
hour I've been thinking' about this
That Jesus Christ was betrayed by a kiss
But I can't think for you you'll have to decide
Whether Judas Iscariot
the case
Then I'm empty
Just a useless shell wasting energy
Not comforting
Devoid of love
Just some chemical reactions
And a single stimulus
It's cold out
made it here
And now
Without further ado
Allow me to introduce
Performance nostalgia orchestrated to spark sensations of synesthesia
Chemical brainwave
tenable,
I Identify 'em as far from identical
Show credentials, or get mauled by this grizzly if you lack the bare essentials
I smash the stencil, pass me
on
Here take these strings
Take these seams
Rip 'em open
Broken crayons still color bold
Disillusioned by elusive serotonin
So I'm told
When the room
it down with some Mountain Dew
Prior to morning brew, Hot Cheeto residue
Was under nail like a washer, hygienic wasn't screwed
Only when stale would I
ya wing man
Exploring Torah like I'm Dora and I can't let it go
I keep that map up on my lap like Indiana Jones
For any sickness the blood of Jesus be
vis-a-vis the Dow Jones
y'all rappers stuck on cow clones, like two tones
We'll never match boss, at the cost, I'll fuck around and rip the patch off!
Homicidal missions
No one lives
Kill them all
NO ONE LIVES
KILL THEM ALL
Enslaving the weak
Empowering the strong
Controlled by fear
Eternity calls
Or only plans with me?
Is your faith in Jesus whose banned from TV?
If it's real, it's gotta be, Adam and Eve
She's by my side like my R.I.B.
Give each
by degrees
Hard these day to be a rolling stone
Cannot beg borrow or steal
Stand up and testify Mr. Jones
Guys like Elvis they had it made
Teenage
meet your fate
I'm with Carlito's Way, rollin with the real
Protected to infinity in a security shield
Chorus: (2x)
I want it all
Surrounded by techs
it home (Gotta make it home)
Tryna make it home tonight
(Gotta get back home) gotta make it home
Gotta make it home tonight
Jones i be thinking' bout
what may
One hour upon a stage
here framed and glazed
in a dolls' house scene
Brown, Jones and Robson in between
And the curious secret of a smile
you
God's on your side.
In a many dark hour
I've been thinkin' about this
That Jesus Christ
Was betrayed by a kiss
But I can't think for you
You'll
God on my side.
But now we got weapons
Of the chemical dust
If fire them we're forced to
Then fire them we must
One push of the button
my only friend
Televised atrocities
God is an American
Jesus wept and weeps again
Cause after all we're only
Cause after all we're only
One more
, who got a gun
But only use it, use it for “fun”
Saying “I love Jesus”, he is the reason
But you out here killing people, that’s not love
You racists got
i'm chased by agents
Nerd-life, er er um Jesus
See how a goddess got a god mc speechless
Solomon and Sheba, Darius and nina
They got nothing on us our
I'm not in the business of right and wrong
So lets get by on a wing and a folk song
And Jesus went to talk to Omie Wise
She said I never did
Rad
Sixteen Jones
Back from the Airport weee funk is here
Bang on a drum
With a thumb
It's enough
If you don't know how
Just to cool off
Fevered brow
soldiers of deception dark seeds among our race,
an absence of free will, is all we ever face,
overcome by chemicals of lust inside the brain
we
Holocaust denier
Intelligence
Expired
Purchasing human suffering by the terabyte
Question
Repression
Indefinite
Detention
Coming down chemical
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