Lyrics:
I found him by the railroad track this morning I could see that he was nearly dead
I knelt down beside him and I listened just to hear the words
to the ceiling
Midst of the war I piss on graves
Kids get graced by my piss poor waves
Never could imagine it living with perellis
Should of check ya rear view
This is a battle cry
But the wars already won
He paid it with his blood
Victory in The Son
So get behind me satan
Get behind me
The Son lives
your souls I
Feel my Passion!
For your sins I
For your love I
For your souls I
Feel my Passion!
I am one the only one, the son of God, If you
Father's murdered by our sons
They will become dead memories.
Living in brutality.
Duplicates by inheritance
Assimilating control and repression.
In this
by but
We're more than consumers
We more than shooters, more than looters
Created in this image so God live through us
And even in this generation,
teenage hustlers
Street grinders, paper chasin scrapin busters
By keepin dust up noses and caine homes; pipes and cans
So they want they ride candy
I wanna live in the South of Korea
I want a crib in Japan by Osaka
Lay on the beach in the Caymans for summer
And I want a spot where my neighbor's
I forsee at my end to be banished,
By your god for my life and branding
Never around, in the greatness of sorrow,
Screw your god and his UN writ
oceans of blood - legalized by finance and god
Vilification, devastation, hell is our destination
Day turns into night, good turns into bad, black turns
day my name is Necropolis
I am formed of the dead
I am the harvester of the soul meat
And I suck the lives from around my bed
My own two sons I gave
gettin' me by
Forever live, and I multiply, survived by thugs
When I die they won't cry unless they comin' with slugs
Peep the whole scene
and I were made to live through more
Yeah
Shoutout to the most high, made a nigga so fly
Not a day goes by I ain't been that dude
You got that fire
This is how I tell it
O' but it's long
One Sunday morning
O' One son is gone
Against the weather dawning
Over the sea
My father said what I
of adoption
As sons by whom, As sons by whom we cry
Abba, Father Oh, we cry
Abba, Father As sons we cry
If you live according to the flesh
You will die, but if
god
I just beat that uncharted 4, lit
Bitch, I been at it
Rattpack if you live it, you die by that shit—get it tatted
I think I done had it now,
Living in this place
It's always been this way
There's no one doing nothing
So there's nothing changed
And I can't live when this world
Just keeps
we've come and how we still have to go really far
Like "baby, look at how we live broke on the boulevard"
But all she ever want me to do is unhook her
is written, it is written
The righteous shall live by faith
I'm not ashamed, I'm not ashamed
Of the gospel for it is the power
The power of God for
get so tough
But still worth living, still worth living
This life that we live is mysterious
The things we deserve are not meant for us
The bigger
The Father Almighty
I believe in God
Creator of heaven and earth
I believe in Jesus Christ
His only Son our Lord
Conceived by the Holy Spirit
And born
living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used
covers every mountain high) always
(Until the dolphin flies and parrots live at sea) always
(Until we dream of life and life becomes a dream)
Did you
been crucified with Christ
It is no longer I who live
But Christ who lives in me
And the life I now live in the flesh
I live by faith in the Son of God
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