Lyrics:
with regret
When words were used to easily set
Children against parent.
Cast outside or riven loose
By serpent's tongue and God's abuse:
The Word is
I had a dream last night I was cast into Hell by a jealous God
The Devil walked up and said, "You don't need no lightning rod
It hardly ever rains
devilish ways of thinking
Erasing false facts that started, with Abe Lincoln
Being great, used his weight, and freed the slaves
But did he free us?
Take
know it's hard as shit
As is being a child that's fatherless
So if that man ain't a dead and he makes efforts for his kids
Don't keep him at bay I know
Aaarg
I'm kinda like Peter, coming with the sword
Ready to slice off, both your ears with my words
I don't promote violence nah dawg not at all
But if you
like I talk Tai
Mix it with Spanish lingo
Seguimos El Messias Christo
By His Blood we're hechos iqual
"Let my people go": the sequel
Mi problems? All
the days you were catechized
But don't criticize the teacher
Just cuz you weren't satisfied
With all of the teachings
Passed down from the Lord Jesus Christ
me
Guts to talk to 'em
But they don't hear me when talk to 'em, yeah
The people I scorn were ones
I would rock with
Now I recount in this tonic
They
the day we raid ice
The kids in cages I'm burning pages
With the same lighter I burn the sage sticks
I reek of sage stench, my father Christian
We remind me
my trauma started leaving welts
Had to tighten up my circle, so I bought a Gucci belt
I been locked in with a few, I don't click with no one else
I
No technician in sight
Last one gave me a short circuit, wrong spark in my life
Thought I was fixed up
Being charged late night
By the very same women,
wearing another man's creation
With me, everything is Gucci
Don't need the logo. You buy it cuz they say so
We all got stress... But some can't handle...
maps
The spinless ones fall in their laps
The brave and the bold are the ones to be fooled
With a diet of lies by the Kipling school
Watch your
Don't judge me..don't judge me by my music
And don't judge me bout what you heard about me either
Chamillionaire..listen
Ay, My father was Muslim my
then of course when they questioned me i lied,
but at the end i still got charged with manslaughter, homicide,
I wish that I could tell you this is
Everybody say they're Christian
Everybody say they're saved
Everybody talk Christ but
They don't see the sacrificing
On the cross he gave yeah
He
To bed with me each night,
Kept it clean,
Polished it well,
Cherished every cartridge every shell,
Down,
By the creek,
Under brush,
Under
place
Don't fit in with you or you or you
Cus im out on my own
Independantly grown
Gettin older i groan
So british about the weather i moan
Pain in
loser charged with a robbery with a gun
Same type of case first time convicted same prosecutor
Same judge the difference in color made it a grudge
Do
can be easily bought with money
But just think about the promise land flowing with milk and honey
If we simply just follow the laws set by the Almighty
about these animals
They respect these beasts they want them to die with honour
It's ridiculous there's no honour in being killed by a man with a sword
Are we sinners in the hands of an angry God?
Or is God being judged by a sinning mob?
If God ain't good, I must've missed something
If God ain't
I need you
When you're low on faith I'm gonna feed you
With the bread of life
Adonai
Visions of you being my wife
Walking by faith not by sight
Cos my
you will be tortured by him and his demons
A life of lust, wealth, power and wars
Isn't better than the whole of the afterlife with love, health,
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