Lyrics:
Common cool, he was a proud young fool in a kick-ass wal-mart tie
Rippin down the main drag, trippin on the headlights rollin by
In the early
you
The looks stab you considering the moral response
I'm from Philly but our lover was born in the Bronx
Killadelph, Shambala, it's the ball plan,
chased God and Jesus out of our schools
And everybody's living by their own set of rules
Yeah, they're preaching on the corner, nothing good to say
twice,
I'm not gonna stand here and be targeted by you.
See
Captain my captain is it still happening?
Is it poetic that my life's in traction?
Come back in the winter,
Won't steal away too long.
And when I'm back I'll set it all ablaze.
Got Jesus in my pocket
And matches in my coat.
I
Life in the bubble, there ain't no trouble
We like to judge our books
By staring at the cover
If one of us should stumble
We'll hide in undercover
of a cross
"we were proud in them days"
By the way, I think you lost
Trust me when I tell you boy
That god is on our side
Even Jesus cheers us
And bring our own form of trinity to show y'all onto this
Rhyme patterns come across as astonishing
So I have the right to feel myself to the point
And us kids put our ears to the rails to hear 'em pop
So we already knowed it when I finally said, "Train time"
You'd a-thought that Jesus Christ
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
And a shot the world wide
And you never ask questions
When God's on your side.
In a many dark hour
I've been thinkin' about this
That Jesus Christ
on us.
Sweet spirit, let our mortality be swallowed by life."
We're shedding this thick,
Numb and overly insensitive skin
And trading it for something we
Get on my hype
Sideshow shit, the West on fire
If she ain't a piece I'll run right by her
On some hyphy shit
Sideways two tires
I'm on one homie but I'm
With the strength of mystical force
They enforce the wars of the cross
And were sent by Jesus and God
To win, whatever the cost
But "the price
me and animals
Rules to this shit
I made me a manual
A step by step booklet for you to get
Your game on check
Not just shit pushed back
Numero uno
Draining blood Crawling vermin
Burned by fire Turned to ash Death is coming
Pure existence Rotten flesh
Killed with passion Jesus Christ
I am God
Reality for each of us is shaped by our dark dreams.
And I cannot describe to you how through your eyes it seems.
There's no one you will ever meet,
Everyday we see it
Everyday we know it
People all around us
Living with no peace
But we just make excuses
For not sharing Jesus
Think we’re being
mess
Every day I got to battle in my mind
Had to pull myself together just to get back on the grind
But I ain't do it alone, I needed Jesus
Called upon
happy to see me
The Unit, by now you niggas should be used to it
I guess I gotta play the tape back and let you view it
Take these bullets out this K
Suzanne takes you down
To her place near the river
You can hear the boats go by
You can spend the night beside her
And you know that she's half
of dreams
Gambling boats and churches by the river
Everybody's praying for sweet Jesus to deliver
Hey baby don't you be so sad
Sometimes the truth is all we
Busses
Words & Music By: Rick Denzien
living down here is so depressed i guess i didn't get much rest
the night they shot her down and killed her
the precious Puritans
Have you not noticed our facial expressions?
One of bewilderment, and heartbreak, like "Not you too, Pastor"
You know they were
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