Lyrics:
superiority makes his tyranny just
So our vengeful god will do what he must
To protect you from eternal damnation
Or even worse: gay liberation
All
superiority makes his tyranny just
So our vengeful god will do what he must
To protect you from eternal damnation
Or even worse: gay liberation
All
you've earned
You'll waste no time on vengeance
You've no wish to fight again
"To find peace," you say, "In God we trust
"But little faith in Man"
rotation
Then I wake up
Take it in my hand, inhale it
At least one more time then the rule of three
So we can secretly be, saving
An extra high must be
here and try to watch you at night
Try to hold dear everything in our life
If I had more time I would've made you my wife
But i,never seen it comin it
I spent my days grinding
Now I'm getting paid by them
I was raised by'em
I ain't never been fake bout'em
It ain't that hard to find me
I'm always
You understand?
"When I get to heaven, I'll see my grandmother there
She'll say 'Great God almighty, here come my child! He must've got here by
glock fully, hot pellets
Have me running through the hall
It's on, like you being chased by the relic
Can't nothing harm me, yo, I move through any
the hydrant
So you can't put your burnin' furniture out (oh my God, oh my God)
I'm sorry, there must be a mix-up
You want me to fix up lyrics
While our
the bitter hatred that I had
hen you may be a little patient and more sympathetic to the situation
And understand the discrimination
But fuck it, life's
you’ll learn to be more comfortable in time.
‘If things haven’t improved before this year has turned,
‘We will go back – on that, my son, you have my
boy meddling's no more
I'm in good fettlings I'm sure
You'll implore your own reason for my treason
I was never a believer in him
Yeah I'm talking bout
throwin' up in my sleep
Still got cold sweats, ain't have nothin' in weeks (weeks)
I spent most my time chasin' behind these freaks
Mama, I'm busy, ain't
to forget
All the time that was spent
Tryna reminiscence on moments that were never meant
To carry this long, can you ever move on from being alone
Or knowing
my entire life and many adults around me always creeped me the fuck out
If you are a pastor and have a fondness for children and dress like a clown
after so much time away I understood at last
In order to be happy I'd have to leave you in my past
There was never a thing that I ever requested
But I'm
winning
Is likes and a huge following
Why do we waste our time
When the time we have we're just borrowing?
Whatever you do, do to the glory of God
dance
Cause the longer you wait the few seconds are left
And you can't buy time no matter how much you invest
The decisions must be made but the follow
fucking birthday
And you could, God forbid, even see my show
And I know in your soul it must drive you crazy
That you won't get to play with your little
a little patient and more sympathetic to the situation
And understand the discrimination
But fuck it, life's handing you lemons, make lemonade then
But if
experiencing is this is this is
Poetics 5
Observe as I grapple the lies
You some need some more time to adjust
I skrt with one hella drive
Fuck the Fakes Full
lies more than often,
and look in the mirror, can you lie to your own portrait,
if so then look a little closer,
and tell me who you see, and if you
lost everything worth fighting for
I wish that I could make this right
I wish that we had a little more time
I wish that I could say goodbye
I wish you
My evil ways of crucifix
With no remorse, can't you hear it?
[Traffy/DeeJ]
Sitting by the window feelin pain
Something not clear just busted up my
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