Lyrics:
of the Lord, you fit come hold Sunday service
I'm a Mobile Shrine
In the spirit realm na me dey POP, like say I just finish service
I'm a Mobile Shrine
I talk
your country, gotta service your girl
You're all enlisted in the army of the night
And I ain't in it for the power
And I ain't in it for my health
your country, gotta service your girl
You're all enlisted in the army of the night
And I ain't in it for the power
And I ain't in it for my health
your country, gotta service your girl
You're all enlisted in the army of the night
And I ain't in it for the power
And I ain't in it for my health
I got something to say
JJ Did Do Ti Buckle, but your recruiter did not screw you
I enlisted in February in 99
I was Born and raised in Honolulu,
exists enlisted by the bogeys campin' services
The purpose is, make you go and purchase this, no nervousness
We are, hot like black tar, Black Star with
sick and twisted
the navy showed up at my dorm
and clamed that i enlisted
(repeat chorus)
don't get excited she'll say 'no'
without a doubt you see
those are movable objects
Those are people who wanna see u on mom's steps, never going far from home for your conquest
So he enlisted in something where
applying for Social Service
Wait your turn, remain anonymous, you ain’t got no purpose
Gotta figure it out
Cuz the future is now as I’m living without
Spent
be proud
I just won't be bored
I've enlisted in the service of the Lord
I'm dizzy on the morning after
Plagued by grins and fits of laughter
I just
grass
Where all the rent is free
Stake you to the palace in the name of what you worship
One more modern marvel martyr masochist enlisted purpose
What
sweeter, the nigga Tela
5-0 be the leader, speed of a T to Vida
Switch the bitch, enlisted dicks
I'm love she up to this, no contradicts
I'm givin'
you get is dick
You bet not ask for a birkin
It's fucked up
His mom gotta plan his funeral service
Slide out the country
I love foreign excursions
I
said she was virgin
cnd all you get is dick
You bet not ask for a birkin
It's fucked up
His mom gotta plan his funeral service
Slide out the country
the indices and 'stices
Intricacies enlisted in service of
Ulysses S. whomever, suppose nothing was reconstructed
Small deposit was quickly deducted, nearly
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