Lyrics:
To the ministry of, it's the energy of
In memory of, of them that we love
The trinity of the people, the peace, the power
The truth we speak to power's even
Were is my soul?
Ah, la, la, la, la,
La la la la la la la
Sex is industry,
The CEO, of corporate policy
Skin-deep ministry,
Suburban
Cause da speech that you preach to do people
Is so evil so "fuck your ministry"
How they ever gon' say what we gon' say
How they ever gon' say what we
deals
And then, you know, obviously, I don't really talk about this
But, you know, it's like, I'm workin'
I'm workin' on the side with the Ministry
And every month I even supported his ministry
You see man I watched him confront the Pharisees
I was there when he fed the five thousand
I heard the people
the letterings
Slow moving MC's is waitin for the editin
The liquid soluble that made up the chemistry
A gaseous element, that burned down your ministry
Herbal
the letterings
Slow moving mc's is waitin for the editin
The liquid soluble that made up the chemistry
A gaseous element, that burned down your ministry
Herbal
is everything so fucking hard for me?
keep me down to what you think I should be
Must you tempt me and provoke the ministry
Keep on trying I'm not
to the man from the ministry
he's a part of heaven's plan
and he talks to me
now I send what I can to the man
with the diamond ring
he's a part
In this secret time, invading on our privacy
Unknowing we mime, we play for the ministry
The can film you in bed
Or when you take a bath
They
the valley of light
Just watch this witch dig her heels in the ditch
As the ministry wave her goodbye
Wake from the dream with a start and a scream
tragically ripped from their shaking feet
Conscious yet inadequate, the bullshit catalyst
Far flung inaction by the ministry of presbytery
Supreme
I'm the ministry of death
Ahoorah!
I'm a marine I'm hard I'm trained
I'm part of a brotherhood no hackers allowed
You scumbag sonofabitch
You
the peng through from here to North Weezy (gangsters)
I was in ministry, look over there, yeah, I can see them (gangsters)
Scored your wifey and she had
Unafraid of punishment
With a passive government
There's nothing for you to regret
Nothing to regret
Unimposing policy
No enforcing ministry
Gaping
as the sun goes down
Turn it on
Hey!
Oh, turn it on
Hey!
Turn it on
Hey!
Oh, turn it on
Hey!
I got a Brixton briefcase (yea)
Ministry of Sound
This the ministry of street energy
The church of criminology, teaching my chemistries
Woo I'm the L. Ron Hubbard of the cupboard
To some certain
watch you die
God send death end misery
Preach no love of ministry
Pray for sin a shattered faith
Down on your knees
Your screaming out to die
watch you die
God send death end misery
Preach no love of ministry
Pray for sin a shattered faith
Down on your knees
Your screaming out to die
Unafraid of punishment
With a passive government
There's nothing for you to regret
Nothing to regret
Unimposing policy
No enforcing ministry
Gaping
Unafraid of punishment
With a passive government
There's nothing for you to regret
Nothing to regret
Unimposing policy
No enforcing ministry
Gaping
and all
And his father was in the ministry
God fearing man with a mother that's so beautiful
The angels would serve her
What's her name?
It's Alberta
Lay my bones
At the feet of the ministry
I need the guilt and the company
I need the chance to be judged
And then long forgotten
Lately I just
Let right or wrong alone decide
God was never on your side
See ten thousand ministries
See the holy, righteous dogs
They claim to heal
But all
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