Lyrics:
Judgement Day is coming (Ooh yeah)
Judgement Day is coming (Ooh woh)
Judgement Day is coming
Judgement, de judgement
Judgement Day is coming (Ooh
or young to stop it
christians in black
once I faked election
idle eyes that don't get met
with feelings out in the open
every day is just like the next
question or debate"
Most of what we know as art is the projection of a faith
A product of a Pontiff for the election of a saint
A gift from the red for
of the days of Bush’s play
You ain’t no hero nor a Reagan
Keep on playing with your whiny beggin’
Winning elections is no game (No Game)
It’s all about
kill person
Hustle for the P daily
Plenty yawa e day kill person
Government be finessing
Make sapa no go kill person
I no want new lesson
Do election
All the faces look so serious
No one speaks no one laughs or cries
Some will even find it dangerous
To stay in the city to day
A nation voting for
an election in an infinite recount
Sit and stare out the window
All the smiles look the same
Every day is divided
Wonder why did, I awake
Sit and stare out
[Intro]
You already know what time it is
Dead... prez... dot... com
Information news
Everywhere we go
Every day on TV
They be talking about
the stairs, Waiting, I despair
Waiting by the stairs, Waiting, by the stairs
For redeption, for election, for the times when i did say;
for the extacsy, for
but you affect where you die
Until that day, health and welfare, cheers
And after my wake, the hood'll talk, man listen here
He kept a mink
favorite day
Until that Sunday you went away
Now you’re gone and there’s no one
To talk about elections with
And argue over sections with
It’s Sunday
the earth
Mad politicians lead us nowhere
Election, that’s what they think about
It’s just an ordinary day
It’s just an ordinay day
Another ordinary day
pompous assholes who spend their days pointing fingers.
Fuck you
(Shh, be quiet, you might piss somebody off)
Like the heartbeat of this country when
Sleeping Mother Europe
Well-being comes to go
What will be your future
Don't you want to know
You feel well to carry us
And day by day
Scary vile
to the general
Disrespectin' those doin' real time with real criminals
And I ain't never did a day in my life
But it should be illegal to walk a day in my
This is my refutation
My therapy
For the end of days
Repetitious
Rotations
And I have discovered
That it wasn't an election
It was instead
They must got a death wish
They was on the road to the riches back in the day they got off on the exit
Real disrespect shit
Whenever a nigga try
The ex-president made a precedent
Getting blamed for others recklessness
For the elections skeptics
You'll be labeled a terrorist
Cause they stormed
Mail all around
Don't know when Election Mail are done
Am I happy or in misery
Whatever it is, these ballots put a spell on me
Help me
Help me
Oh no, oh
the forest
How We Spend Our Vote-Is how we use our Voice
How we spend our days -Is How we make a choice
You could strike a chord that lasts forever
This
Excuse me for a moment,
I'm at a loss for words.
By election, sheer perfection.
And as if these eyes would care.
Your heart is in the right place,
So
where truth is near
Senegal's election, a victory swift
Bassirou Diomaye Faye's leadership shift
Released from prison, ten days ago
A nation's fate in
victory, South Korea's scene
Opposition rises, in the election's sheen
Parliamentary triumph, a political turn
New horizons ahead, lessons to learn
China's
Back at it with the Seshun, seeing 2020 no election
It's a natural beat no selections and he made it in 15 no flexing
Back at it with the Seshun,
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