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Catholic Nazis and soldiers of Christ Death camps of torturous sacrifice Forced obedience of the church Catholic mobs burn as they purge Bloodthirsty
bought you all these gifts, tearin' your heart all in pieces Tried to pass out new whips, yeah, but all they want is me Got a Glock under her pillow, she
to the slaughterhouse Niggas try to tell me I spell too much Capital S to the laugh to the T-E-R Ho, U-S-E, now go to hell you fucks, word Making work disappear quick
Pull my heart out as I watch And I learn how it works It's too late 'cause I made the mistake of falling in love On the first night of Camp
[Wyclef (Lauryn Hill)] Yes, Refugee Camp (Yeah, Yeah Refugee Camp uh! Ah!) Yo, It never stops, what?! We comin' back! (Murder that boy!)
for your first breath I don't know if I'll be there for your first step I can promise you that I'll try to work less But the tour's routed, and I got
principal He'd tell you how you I used to pack a No. 2 pencil Stabbing students, grabbing teachers, Catholics, preachers In the school staircase, cutting
Imma leave it open like a laptop My girl be top tier and yours is just an Xbox Serotonin summer camp When I go in I'm the champ Feelin loose go grab
Fuck all y'all, man I used to get straight A's, read my books in Catholic school, Now I find myself in the men's bathroom With a top-notch, goin'
camp outside so that we keep the city in sight? I picture all the faces The passionate, and the checked The ones who strive to work so that their
This bright utterly perfect work of art But I saw you from the start This salt - mutated summer breeze Fills cracks inside my heart I’m warmer now
principal He'd tell you how you I used to pack a No. 2 pencil Stabbing students, grabbing teachers, Catholics, preachers In the school staircase, cutting
Shabbos in camp Emunah I wish it wouldn't just come soona A whole week we wait to celebrate Shabbos in camp emunah If I would have the might Id run
principal He'd tell you how you I used to pack a No. 2 pencil Stabbing students, grabbing teachers, Catholics, preachers In the school staircase, cutting
man (You nasty) I used to get straight A's, read my books in Catholic school Now I find myself in the men's bathroom With a top-notch, goin' wild in
Base camp, space camp Bass in your face fuck, brace for the rain dance Back in the back of the classroom After a magical nap in a vacuum Act
of nothing went to catholic school and did the opposite of what her mamma told her to do me and my darlin we was dance too close played part want to ball
heart was high and his faith was strong. But he hated oppression, he hated wrong, And he went down to his grave to free the slave. A man in white
niggas dead so everybody frontin' Same kid's went to Catholic school is dealers And same nigga's had no heart is now killers Sometimes I
done Passed the test, I'm number 1 Yea, the champions together It's, how it works, camp4ever! Ayy! I've been fighting A long time But now it's all
So you were late But you never told me you were You didn't want to say Till you were sure But that song and dance Won't work no more Because you got
Roadrunner and go It would be different if this was the first time But you took it to heart when I said to hit the grind Work was a meeting ground, turned
again Set up camp and sit by the fire We'll sing and play to our heart's desire When the morning comes 'bout half past five Get up, get packed, and be
huh) I'ma show y'all why We the best (Uh huh, uh huh) Hahaha where you at Rimes? Let's go n-Rimes Ay (Ay) My camp pull the mileage Your mans astonishin'
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