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to frickin' heck when
Fry sauce is sendin' me to heaven
But I'm promisin' repentance
Prime rhymes for Divine when forging these hymns
A swift six-child or women

If you're a child of God stand up
If I can get a witness let me see you put your hands up
Theology 
Should have us falling on our faces
Welcome

What's wrong with that?
I want a father, to be a good father
I want a mother, to be a good mother
A child, to be a good son or daughter
What's wrong with

into light
The evil of Christ
The love is betrayed
The child's soul is flayed

Conversion
Perversion
Of the truth
Confusion
Delusion
Love eludes

Eve

Intro)
Making quick conversion before your ass is out
I am a clever threat, who got never sweat,
I smash data man like it's cornbread
You visualize

Intro)
Making quick conversion before your ass is out
I am a clever threat, who got never sweat,
I smash data man like it's cornbread
You visualize

Ooh child things are going to get easier
Ooh child things will get brighter
Ooh child things are going to get easier
Ooh child things will get

You'd set the world on fire
If given, the power to
It's all hidden behind
Paper thin theologies
Here we are
We might never ever escape
We should go

my Dad's conversion van

Anybody else feel like they're struggling these days
To feel happy like a child and a little less insane?
Where's my Good

The Land, the Bread, and the People

Ballydowse

Land, the Bread and the People

line with us a while, see ya humbly watch
Your child's health held in balance by the whim of the system.

Between Cosette and the privileged few
A fat

To picture the graphic
That's what the judge gave
He gonna die a slave-
In a cage
Open your eyes
Young child of mine
Cuz it's a sign of the time
When you see

on instant replay
Love me love me every minute of the hour
Flower power
Wild style
Flower child
Disturb me out of my sleep
When its time to creep
I whisper

violence
Escalated with two 'fore, I'm finna shoot this bitch
Four down, two-point conversion, I'ma poont this bitch
Damn, I mean punt this bitch
Freak

On Earth as It Is...

Ras Kass

Soul on Ice

1996

Hallelujah when I do ya

[Verse One]
Shit, I ain't never seen an angel, virgin bitches with halos
But my secular metaphysical theology is fatal

she thistle
She roadside divine
She my honey and my gristle
Cause flesh is just to see
The need for theology
I was born on the other side
Oh me, oh my

You talk out yo neck
That stuff is not in the Bible
You tryna write your own gospel
You Aristotle, yeah you got PHILOSOPHY
But your THEOLOGY
Is kinda

Reprobate child
Verminous object of god's wrath
Forced to walk the narrow road
Carrying this heavy cross
That we've nailed to your back
Surrender

me a bead when I first ment her
She is a true child of god and I love that
I would love to make her mine and protect her
I can be here wings in this

longer innocent child
So put your wings back on
Or devil horns will grow
Watch out
So you use your theology
For a sorry ass apology
Now your gone
Them

is it
Posture of a child is the rudiment
Self-hatred showed up and then ruined it
Fluent in theology, Christians all fool with me
Don't know God's

I really hope you coming back soon to save us from the drama
Ain't no way a child can be raised in a home with two mommas
I hate to hurt your

Lap. Kicked Back, Smokin Weed- Ready Too Unload On My foes. Childs Play, Russin Roulette- Imma Die But Not Today. Spinnin The Cylinder, Clickin

Even if it's the gate to all things godly
"Poor thing... he's a child in his faith; forget him"
In Church new thought has no place

This introduction is

or poets
See, making something rhyme
Doesn't make it real

The Bible says
You should have faith like a child
Have you ever looked at children
In a loving