Lyrics:
The virgin has a turn
The third of days we're climbing
The point of no return
Resurrection (resurrection) by erection (by erection)
Raise your phallus
wrong with that, batter up
Well this next young batter on deck
He's still in high school (yeah I heard that)
(It's a great day though)
A good high
the fury from my claws
10 years gone by, I been out on tours
Flames on the horizon
Them keep realizing
There's a star on the rise again
Flames
of dust up in the sky
Where tiny clouds go sailing by
Pull me down today
Woven in the fairy tales we fabricate each day
Are little golden strands
You've given up on us
You've taken all I've made and all I've become
You've given up on us
Just another empty promise by those I love
Pushing
crosses and you'll never see a-one
But sometimes between the setting and the rising of the sun
You can hear a ghostly bugle
As the men go marching by
your toast
By your third year in you, forgotten by most
Niggaz wife cut them out of they life, niggaz don't write
Friends actin' like they don't be
And I know the sun will rise with me (huh)
And I know the sun will rise with me (huh)
And I know the sun will rise with me (huh)
And I know
As proud the head with heavy feet, yeah
Days went by when you and I
Bathed in eternal summer's glow
As far away and distant
Our mutual child did grow
P: bitch, this p world here, bitch, ain't man except me.
I ain't comin for no coffee beans, straight up coke and weed, bitch
Here go the money. you
touched by your breath
Twisted mind
Tripping mind
Never mind
Ease
Spit on eternity
And draw some new lines
With your saliva
Rise landscapes from dust
Everybody stand up, get down
Move when I tell you to, so move now
Gather the people
Move to a new place
Gather the people
Do it in a few days
every day
Get to bed by three
Oh, take good care of yourself
You belong to me
Be careful crossing streets, ooh, ooh
Cut out sweets, ooh, ooh
Lay
rights
The Ash-ites will add you
To the un-American list
Along with Allen and Milton and Dwight
Social Security's a Bolshevik plot
Cooked up by some
Carolina Day gonna rise up sometime
Give me good align said a reason and rhyme
Jump and sing all the time
Work at a' easing my mind
Oh, it's
bind
Nigel comes on strong then backs away
Comes back to fight another day
Third parties not going to be flying blind
No, he’s not going to change his
the seed
Kissed by the stars in their spheres
Divine creation, newborn child
Break the silence just for that one day
Wake up, wake up
As the sun rises
And pick yourself up
Dust yourself off
Start all over again
Work like a soul inspired
Till the battle of the day is won
You may be sick and tired
But
Have this one
Da, dat-dat-da, dat-dat-da-da-da
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(Rise)
Half-alive and stark-raving free and maligned
For encroaching
finessed if he go
Up in the scrap if he don't
First and third every day on my phone
We put them passions on
Run through the 6 with this shit
I took
decay
Accept the brevity of life
Take it day by day
Giving up no real option
Rise back up
Giving up no real option
Rise back up
Rebel turned obedient
If one day there was a way to prove science
Find a cure to all the violence
I would take a knee and let
The prophecy enter the scene
Seen by
And pick yourself up
Dust yourself off
Start all over again
Work like a soul inspired
Till the battle of the day is won
You may be sick and tired
But
of the Holy Word
I rise up and take my stand
I'm a blood bought child of the living God
Who is the Great I Am
I'm an heir to all that heaven holds
And no
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