Lyrics:
near-ended (Uh)
And if you're scared go to church
Other than that go get a shirt
With my name on it
Get your peers offended (Offended)
You're tormented by my
Standing by the church I had a bottle and a pen in my hand
I said "father, I'm sorry, I just don't know what to do with this anger"
And this behavior is
Is that they're often right
Where was your heart
When you needed it most?
Hand in hand with your innocence
Gave up the ghost
They take hold of your
show it
All I knew is what I could see
And I knew I wanted her for me
Took her home to mama
Mama, wanna see my future bride
Well she looked at us
ID 'cause
I smoked a OZ at the DMV
Haha, Church, haha, search
Google my name I'm known in the cut (yeah)
Hollywood couldn't' even have me
If they wrote
This is a lot of important people
Involved in making the Juggalo world go around
And this right here
Is a special shout out to those people
and I never would find,
I wrote a letter dear lover of mine
And it goes.. And it goes...
Verse 1: Brown sugar skin tone, you've been kissed by the sun,
the day
Just celebrate the day
Just celebrate the day
Third verse third strike you loose you out by
From the first verse you heard right choose you might
and that heaven will protect us
From fate and coincidence, until we hit the wall and the bottom just falls out
Down on the cross, there is no right
John got a revelation, let's tell it to the nation
The groom is coming for his bride
Church make your preparations, for your final destination
do you mean?
I need an I.D.
Can’t you see I’m Covid-19
We will all be out
By easter weekend
Yeah I got a good feeling
This is just gonna go away
Who
just like Mike, Mike Will, Miley Cyrus
Close my eyelids, feel my iris dilate
Ain't bothered by hate, I'm steppin' to it
We face the fate nigga
Hodgy
He said it's kind of like that too
Death is what you make it
But you'll find that out soon
No halo, no wings
Just seventeen with a dream
church above this street
We practice love between these sheets
The candy sweetness scent of you
It bathes my skin I'm stained by you
And all I have
pussy is that you,
Don't get fucked by my whole crew, or wind up in intensive care,
For fuckin with Dayton avenue,
And bitch I'm down for trigger play,
hinder me
Go and teach men's commandments from afar, it's who you are and you dare
Build a dam on the spiritual real; your ruling is appealed
I've been
now is the right time
To be all that we can be?
Come and dream with me that we were all together
In perfect unity
But we are torn apart by things
me back by 9
Finish up exchange and ride
Put a lot into the coup d'état, none of this is new to me
Fuckers thought they'd play the part, super-clark
Americans
And no mother or dad wanted any children hearing 'em
Hated by the church they called it devil music
Now these Christian rock bands encourages
of nondisclosure
Slayed by pre-existence
Sweetheart, come here, touch me, I'm still me
The making of lies is not all to decline
I've been there
I've touched it
But where is your Sweet Jesus today?
Stretched out on your altar
As cold as church stone
The crimson robe of your passion
Worn out and looking old
an A-hole
If I don't pray today
Hell is where I may go (Ayy, ayy)
Grim reaper, bitch, I take souls (Ayy)
Hit the blade and go and find
A ho to make dough
think that the cradled be rockin'
Just after the church bell rang
Oh sister its so shockin'
How did things get so out of hand
Oh, life goes round
song be a memorial, to when I knew who I was
I'm picturing out my burial, but my heart is afraid of love
I'm afraid of love
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