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preacher one. Hip Priest I got my last clean dirty shirt outta the wardrobe I got my last clean dirty shirt outta the wardrobe And all the good people
suspicions Where have all the trumpets gone That played us la-da da-da-da? The priest's on the boat and hell is on its way The priest's on the boat
want it wit the Yung God Toddla Wit a flow so spec like technolotta It's, so sick How da clock go tick Keep given ya'll hit like techmatic uh! Its
eloquence escapes me Their logic ties me up and rapes me De-do-do-do, de-da-da-da Is all I want to say to you De-do-do-do, de-da-da-da Their innocence
Crooked preacher killa Crooked preacher killa Crooked preacher killa Crooked preacher killa Crooked preacher killa Crooked preacher killa Crooked
eloquence escapes me Their logic ties me up and rapes me De-do-do-do, de-da-da-da Is all I want to say to you De-do-do-do, de-da-da-da Their innocence
has seen The priests attempt To bring forth their lord of the cross Strike of twelve Raise the dead The chapel comes under attack The ghosts
and children obeying the moon Da da da Then daylight brought wisdom and fever and sickness too soon Da da da You can try to remind me instead
That the artist's struggle for integrity is a kind of metaphor for the universal And daily struggle for all human beings On the face of this
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want it wit the Yung God Toddla Wit a flow so spec like technolotta It's, so sick How da clock go tick Keep given ya'll hit like techmatic uh! Its
want it wit the Yung God Toddla Wit a flow so spec like technolotta It's, so sick How da clock go tick Keep given ya'll hit like techmatic uh! Its
Hey [x3] The way we get loose We move our shouldaz Foward Heads back Get it in control Like Janet Jack Get it on da flo Let 'em kno' what's
want it wit the Yung God Toddla Wit a flow so spec like technolotta It's, so sick How da clock go tick Keep given ya'll hit like techmatic uh! Its
She's standing on the corner And she looks so alone And she sacrifices her money To a god she doesn't know "Go repent" said the preacher With
comin' around the corner I wonder if he knows your the preacher's daughter, oh no Well, I seen you through your window, baby, many times before Yeah
comin' around the corner I wonder if he knows your the preacher's daughter, oh no Well, I seen you through your window, baby, many times before Yeah
Roots to branches. Roots to branches. Roots to branches. In wet and windy priest-holes. Grand in vast cathedrals. High on lofty minarets Or in
glistening. Roots to branches. Roots to branches. Roots to branches. In wet and windy priest-holes. Grand in vast cathedrals. High on lofty
Angels and demons wanna play and fight Preachers come and preachers go Lets follow them down that crooked road Preachers come and preachers go Lets
(False preacher, false preacher) False preacher (False preacher, false preacher) Hey preacher man, I know you got something go on Gotta make up
(False preacher, false preacher) False preacher (False preacher, false preacher) Hey preacher man, I know you got something go on Gotta make up
Billy Ray was a preacher's son And when his daddy would visit he'd come along When they gathered around the parlour talkin' That's when Billy
wanna sob You don't need a feature? Nigga, I'm the feature You gon' be the priest, and I'mma be the preacher You can be the He-Man, I'mma be
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