Lyrics:
calendars, you went to church
We all know Revelations you see Porsches
Behold of pale horses galloping
‘cross the nation
Watch out for them Seven Seals
I’ll be
Pretty pendant decendend of joy
Return the father to the boy
Resent your past repent our cast
We are only lines on a map
Calendars oh
He brought a chopper to the church
He brought a chopper to the church
He brought a chopper to the church
They not bowing
Man they ducking trying not
America starting to get boring so I'm finna move to Africa
They ain't moving fast enough
Checked my motherfucking calendar I'm patient but I want
can't wait to play
Get lost in track like Jack and Kate
Gave you my word and me never lie
Only in church man would I testify
You is my brethren, I'm your
Solid work
Prayer hands in the church
Straight from the land
That's the mud
That's the dirt
When you know what's your worth
When you know who you are
[Intro]
Rough times got my face in the dirt
Guess that's an early worm
Turned to the sky like yo
To whom it may concern
I was raised in a church
surrender
I'm hoping I will not offend her
I'm counting her years and I'm marking em days every day I be checking calendars
She speaks in my sleep and she's
Sometimes I let the tears fall, on the page, calendars, where the years gone?
Out of place, losing faith, cause my fear's strong
But there's always
the summer, silk in the winter
This is such an art, where do I begin uh..
Used to sing tenor, in the church choir
Really I was flexin', but the girls they
day I'll
Smile about it again
There was no church in the wild
Cackled with our frenzied smiles
Werewolves howlin' at the moon
Ignoring sunlight coming
Christmas Eve
Midnight church to watch another Christmas Day come in
And I don’t want a lot for Christmas
Cos we are all I need
Let’s wrap ourselves warm
[Verse 1: Andre 3000]
Leather in the summer, silk in the winter
This is such an art, where do I begin uh..
Used to sing tenor, in the church choir
[Verse 1: Andre 3000]
Leather in the summer, silk in the winter
This is such an art, where do I begin uh..
Used to sing tenor, in the church choir
the summer, silk in the winter
This is such an art, where do I begin uh..
Used to sing tenor, in the church choir
Really I was flexin', but the girls they
tasteful
With your looks you could go far
But better watch the calendar
(The Sound Of A Church Wedding)
Boys and girls I love you dearly
But I hate
and patience
And I never meant to flake
It's just my calendar's stacked now
'93 until infinity, let's take it back now
From car trips around the South
done did a lot of dirt on my own, the calendar’s past
You can see that through the wind shield, it’s all on the dash
Used to be hundreds of stories
With your looks you could go far
But better watch the calendar-iahhh
(The Sound Of A Church Wedding)
Boys and girls I love you dearly
But I hate
(Klack-klack-klack-klack-klack-klack-klack-klack-klack-klack)
Yo, the year of the Blacksmith
It ain't defined by any calender
Just thought I'd remind all you challengers, uh
Sunday morning all over again
Except the church doors are closed there's not a sinner getting in
Feels like Sunday morning all over again
There's no one
it/
Early signs costly, pay the price for that omen//
Crying out to God, cuz the church got their doors locked/
Imprisoned in our homes, the world's in
lying trying to claim he inspired your rhyme
We don’t believe you....you're needing more people
Enough to stuff the church till it burst the church
Church on Wednesday light it up I'll pull the air out hold you up
Cause you love my body harder than my weight, I'll be in your teeth like molly
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