Lyrics:
must be first
Spiritual maturity is what we require
Eternity proceeds our death resist the rebels desire
You need to make a stand
Get on your knees
Somebody down there likes me
I admit I'm a misfit, you agree, I submit
The night's decayed, the wind is hot
I was born in the USA, I'm deformed by my DNA
run wild, run wild
The valley of dreams is but a foreign land to the modern man
We ran through the trees
Chanting a mating call to the pagan gods
the triumph of the skies
With the angelic host proclaim:
"Christ is born in Bethlehem"
Hark! The herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn King!"
Christ by
Now I'm crawling deeper by the minute. I fucked up, but I made it through it.
A bad time, we all have a limit.
I think about it every time I wake up,
I
the difference
Is I can hang, and you will drop the ball
I'm slow ridin' without crossing over
Doing me in everything I do
I see y'all glorify lame niggas
But we
SOUL purpose ft immortal Technique -
"The Other White Meat"
Immortal Technique: the profile of
A wanted man
Persecuted everywhere by the Blue Klux
They hung a sign up in our town
"If you live it up, you'll never live it down"
So she left Monte Rio, son
Just like a bullet leaves a gun
With
head
And I heard what you told me
But I change the subject
We ride past my address
The night a medicine
By the time it's the morning
My mind is
shelved, I couldn't keep mines on the shelf
He getting signed by God, that's half the reason I'm on your block right now
Not in the physical I invaded
fairy-tale has a wiff of truth
Our scaffold is build on this
I for one, a wife, the original sin sentenced me
Depressed by a dogma, without a will
In a land
Fever followed by hemorrhages and then the organs corrode quickly.
I felt sickly on arrival to quarantine,
And then thought about the dream,
Or rather
Hark! the herald angels sing
"glory to the newborn king!"
Peace on earth, and mercy mild
God and sinners reconciled
Joyful all ye nations
In the gas station bathroom by the condom machine
I heard the word of the Lord
He said "Take off your shoes,
This is holy ground too
You know
Hark! the herald angels sing
"Glory to the newborn King
Peace on earth and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconciled!"
Joyful, all ye nations rise;
by your actions
So fractured
Cut by your passion
Invite the fire
For the end of our chapter
Hate to watch you go
Hate to watch you burn
Hate
Well, I came upon a child of god
He was walking along the road
And I asked him, tell me where are you going?
This he told me
Said, I'm going
Well, I came upon a child of god
He was walking along the road
And I asked him, tell me where are you going?
This he told me
Said, I'm going
Strike up the band, the band shall play our feet shall move
Move by the beat, like a firey revival
Oh we want answers, but all we do is idol
But you
We always started by tellin' all our best stories first
So now that it's been awhile I'll get around
To tellin' you all my worst
Just so you know
a new plan
One so distant from where I was conceived
A heaping mass of fear is what we hold dear
For our loved ones who go to this heaven
Thrown
Filling the sky with our screams, merciless mother of storm
Create the enslavement of these tyrant ways
Enter the empty blackness of these final days
The other day I swear to God
I got a letter in the mail that
Said register with us or you're
Gonna go to jail
You'll be put inside a cage, then
of raging rivers
blow the distant canyons
never touched by human contact
Come on you winds of travel
taking distances of pleasure
to the max,
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