Lyrics:
Write Your Own Bible
(Idia Gamble, Philip Coward, Ben Ford)
INTRO
Send your text to the angels
Send your text to the angels
Send your text
CLUB TRASH
Supersonic youth
Please tell me, tell me what to do
Put my hands up in the fucking air
Move your hip and flip your trashy hair
Coming with
Yeah, hand on my gun, hand on my bible
Bible, yeah, hand on my gun
Praying to my gun it be my bible
Me and two bitches in the shower
Too sauced
shit trash, trash, trash, trash, trash, trash
Oh yeah looky here baby
They said your attitude stank
Bitch you tryna microwave fish
You think you
white trash
Motherfucker so let me crack my beer
Let me smoke my joint
Mind your own fuckin' business it's
My life to enjoy i wanna be a rockstar
Head
to leave
And now that you gone I know that the prophecy was true
You already know
It was meant to be
It was meant to be
It was written in the Bible
It was
the street picking up
I'm a garbage truck coming down the street picking up trash
I put your questions in the trash
I put your research in the trash
you do is fucking trash
It's not that I'm not affine in critics eyes
Not fitting the scheme
It's more that I am bored about your face
And your medival
the name
My life is a war zone
You can’t come out alive
But at least you need survival
Hold on to your bible ( hold on to your bible )!
Am tired for this
Trash man
Trash man
Trash man
Trash man
I just wanna take a ride in your garbage truck
I just wanna take a ride in your garbage truck
I just wanna
blaming my own medicine, it suits you fine
Hush hush, did I even ask for your advice?
For all this pleasure, I'm ready, ready to pay the price
Trash pills,
Thank God that im fly tho
I was lost up in da game
Then i found myself
All these niggas they can go to hell
You ain't reading on your bible
Nigga we can
Princess Vitarah
M ga aga eluigwe
Oya na
Shine your eye
Ehn?
Close your legs and open your bible
Open your bible
Open your bible
Close your legs
EBG to the world
My bible my bible
Oh my bible
Oh Lord I pray keep on guarding me
As you guard me
Guard mah families
I am allergic to poverty
Nia
blessed be your holy name
You are my god, my creator as it is written in the holy bible
You are my god, my creator as it is written in the holy bible
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my soul alight
I want you to burn your bible
With me tonight
(Burn your bible with me tonight)
'Cause baby, I love you
(Burn your bible with me
up your life
'Cause it's such a bore, yeah
Your whole family is trash
Your whole family is trash
Your sister, your brother
Your great-grandmother,
Trash, won't pick it up, take them lights away
Trash, won't pick it up, don't take your life away
Trash, won't pick it up, don't try to take my knife
Trash, won't pick it up, take them lights away
Trash, won't pick it up, don't take your life away
Trash, won't pick it up, don't try to take my
theme though
I got a little repetitive rhyme to get us started
Come on, look
Hey Make sure your time ain't idle
Gotta stay in the Bible
Hey Make sure your
Trash, won't pick it up, take them lights away
Trash, won't pick it up, don't take your life away
Trash, won't pick it up, don't try to take my
Johnny you gonna get rich
Lil bro
Johnny please don't talk shit
Lil bro
Johnny you just gotta
Go go go
Johnny you just gotta
Go go go
Trash talk
Trash, won't pick it up, take them lights away
Trash, won't pick it up, don't take your life away
Trash, won't pick it up, don't try to take my
driving round and round
but you would be this proud if your sounds were this loud.
Well I got my [unknown]
And I'm ready for rollin'
Yeah this car
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