Lyrics:
a yellow brick wall, you trapped
You are the poorest billionaire but feel God's now at your back
Replacing God did with Jay Hova did that
You sold rocks
the trigger squeezes
That's right muhfucka, say hi to Jesus
Don't wanna be around when the hot shit releases
Talkin' bout my album or the drama
Either way my
drove Ferrari in the water said Jesus told him to
Florida man accused of luring kids, sells coffee, can't recall as he drinks 18 to 20 beers before
decomposition of all competition
Unnatural abilities specters independent
Leave our poor boy tormented
But Johnny's got a problem like a punk rock album
A couple
can't rock with the kid
See my rocks on gliss flip flop on the whip
Why would I be broke when Jesus owns all of this
My daddy is rich but not just in
the
King upon his throne
I'm ready for their stones
I'll dance, dance, dance
With my hands, hands, hands
Above my head, head, head, like Jesus said
I'm
the curse words
'Cause they're worse when they're reversed, motherfu-
(Your mother) (your parents)
And these kids are like parrots
They run around
can't even spin back the curse words
'Cause they're worse when they're reversed, motherfucker
(Rape your mother) (Kill your parents)
And these kids are
vital
Satan tempted Jesus with it all, read that in The Bible
Don't worship false idols, gotta keep it straight and righteous
If your kids are thanking
That she won tickets to see
The Chili Peppers play
On Ellis Island
And it was for the release
Of their new album
By the Way
And she won the tickets
By
Island
To shows at the garden
Automatic startin' in the drop got
Your bitch pussy fartin
My album about to drop in 7 days
But I still poke a rapper
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
some little kids
Balenciaga did some weird shit with some little kids (aw)
R Kelly put an album out admittin' what he did (aw)
Nobody care, he got
I walk on water
But I ain't no Jesus
I walk on water
But only when it freezes (fuck)
Why, are expectations so high?
Is it the bar I set?
My
Problem damit, ich bin einfach nur der Shit
Mache Mucke nur aus Liebe, nicht zum Schleimen bei den Kids
Und ich schreibe wieder Hits wie „Gheddo Reloaded“
you crashing the whip
Laughin at hoes, taking fakerss to amateur flicks
While the Ill Bill albums kidnapping your kids
[Chorus � Ill Bill
you come to know Christ
How did you come to the right
Jesus Who's rockin' that white
Who's got His name on His thigh
Well I'm irked by the earth
Not
Machine Gun Kelly is as self-effacing as he
Is talented known also
By his real name Colson
Baker, MGK effortlessly defies
Easy categorization from
the situations that you may face
Know
Jesus Christ is only one call away so
VERSE
Look there was a kid (Kid)
On a gloomy day
Walking down the street
This instrumental reminds me of…
This instrumental reminds me of…
It reminds me of Sing About Me by Mr. Lamar
It sort of sounds like a funeral
But it
sing)
"Hide me, old blest Rock of Ages";
Every day will be Sunday by and by.
Heavenly love inside the gates,
Give the world a smile each day.
They were
a few notes
He can't rap, or sing, but he wants to do both
Puts an album out and rules for part of the year
Then Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit come from out
that's written by the big computers
The nuclear bombs and the kids with no moms
I'm fearful that he's inside me, yeah
We've got the American Jesus
With an architectural design by TraxNYC, believe it
I'd ask to rock it, but I might fall
And by the way, how much of a ball was Live at Carnegie Hall?
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