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self-evident, that all men are created equal.
Little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by
O little town of Bethlehem
How still we see thee lie
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
'Cause I'm not claiming famous, ain't this
Just one more sad kid in his mom's basement
A little bit full of it to think that he's worth this
A little
Selling new age and witchcraft
A witch should be hung by a rope
Before the cut your children's throat
And give the Democrats the vote
Drag queens dance in
little beds and grab them by the genitals
And everyone finds it funny, but the smile disappears.
And I'm broadcasting a bloody thorn
Parents will be
by the world
We are the resistance
I'm with that tribe of Christians
Trynna tell anyone who's listening
That's ignorance, it's not our religion
We are
polluted by the world
We are the resistance
I'm with that tribe of Christians
Trynna tell anyone who's listening
That's ignorance, it's not our religion
day's done
I'm on the 27th round within our solar system
Wisdom got me thinking bout the future of my children
New seeds to sow, new wings to grow
A few
Psycho-delick
Its whats inside
Psycho-delick
Its your mind
Gonna make it mine
Fallin fast on angels wings
This terror lasts for eternity
Cough and gasp this air
Children molested by these cowards who
Ain't in at all as long as I'm living
I ain't gon' let these cowards win at all
(Ain't gon' let them win)
And for my
of soiled womb, circling the five wings throughout eternities
And in a tomb beneath the pyramid of faith, as a crown lain at their feet
Behold the pillaged
O little town of Bethlehem,
How still we see thee lie!
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep
The silent stars go by;
Yet in thy dark streets shineth
made from songs forgotten
Pathways we made from being born at the bottom
But a lack of faith in us has never been a problem
Blessings oh they come
could say
A little bit of faith shown me a way
We all still struggle and cry
Surrender to high
We'll all get by
There's no more time for them negative
trapped in a man's body
To the extent that he fits artificial webbed-wings on his back
And lives a nocturnal lifestyle
In a cave hanging from the ceiling
my head
I remember doing the math like "Yeah, I'm good at little league"
A pre-conceived idea of what it all meant
For those that like the same sex
I travelled all the way here in the humus
I drink of the nourishing, amniotic juice of the soil
I'm unfolding in it, little by little
Soon I will
abolished in 1807
This is for those who kept faith
And all the children around the globe
Getting sold as sex slaves
Back in the day it was bad
But this is
shoes on from last fall
Weather you had Pro Wings or J's
This is for all of y'all from back in the days
Who remembers Penny Loafers
In the oven syrup
When the moon is full
The stars are shining bright
Children of the night
Following the path
Searching for the light
The visions of the time
Oh rose, thou art sick
Seduce.. let loose
The vision and the void
Blood sickle.. honey suck
In little children's heavy heads
My dreams erupt while in
alone but we join hands
Chilling out but im bound by a necklace
I dont know but I get a little reckless
And if I dont make it to the end of the road
I
Eternity for each and every one of us
Will you ascend and see the faith of St. Peter
As he smiles and greets you with a warm welcome?
Or will you
the thirteenth knot
(Hangman) i arrange panoramics of a placid
Cataloguing where wild dogs
Sing tailor made lullabies tried
By my offspring
I'll bring
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