Lyrics:
in cathedral (but I just been)
Hangin' out (Where)
Down the street like the 70's
I'm gonna change their doubt
And I'm gonna make sure that they
Don't walk away, don't walk away from me
'Cause this is our war
Oh, we've got you by the throat, ha ha ha
All you want to be
Welcome all
the name of god
Pretext for rape and murder
To demonstrate the power of god
Your time has come to ensure to their lord
False promises made to enslave
made up... like pac and Wutang
Then I change up... and play By what u say
How bout that.... see Im allowed that
Most Opinions pop off like bra straps
of got you by
Tio never made the call so all in all y'all had to
Decide
To survive
The projector of life
Tinkered away and then spliced
A background fit
Minister Frollo, the gypsy has escaped.
Frollo:
What?
Guard:
No longer in the cathedral. She's gone.
Frollo:
But how? Never mind. Get out, you
on, ha ha)
Strictly fuck with those six digit niggas (ha ha)
If the first one is a nine, they a buck behind
I live my rhyme, at the same time
you and go to my house
It’s fly
I swear to god that you guys are logs and
Guys are planting it in you every time
This has made me such as crazy and you
to believe her
Dividing the people by building a wall as we all stand aside in the bleachers
I guess I grew up with a different belief in what I would define
And I'm never real, it's just a sketch in me
And everything I've made is trite and cheap and a waste
Of paint
Of tape
Of time
So now I park my car
disappearing into the night.
Though a part of me felt sad I also felt a sense of peace. Time started again and many joyful years flew by.
But in the depths of my
me and God
Ambivalence
We are all submissive to change
Tie me up in velvet ropes as I work myself to the grave
And when the curtain falls at the end
taking all the stress
Keep on walking with my drip look at how I dress
Brain time in the cathedral hear the bells jingle
Brown bible in the chair pages
wanna take that 3 mile drive
Straight to my house in the back of your mind
Did you not think that interstate
Would change the plans that we had made
down.
We pray for souls in Kentish Town.
A delicate hush the gods, floating by
Wishing us well, pie in the sky.
God of ages, Lord of Time, mine is
me, hitting this reefer
I know it's real, guess I slept with the Black Jesus
I've gone through life pretending
That time will change the ending
existence in this cosmic fight
Three-headed dead grandma with vulture claws
The Grim Reaper's cloak, shredded by the law
Giant Ratmen with swords made out
I'm switching up gears and I'm fixing to change.
Can't noone stop me my flow is ungodly but not in the biblical way.
Not in the biblical way.
Man I'm
given me the gift of eternity
It's easy to see that
Jesus made this change in me
Now the old life I lived is passed away
And now my heart has been
dropping a football
So every time someone walks in the john I get Madden
"Shady, what up?" What? Come on, man, I'm crapping
And you're asking me for my
dropping a football
So every time someone walks in the john I get Madden
"Shady, what up?" What? Come on, man, I'm crapping
And you're asking me for my
in our way tonight.
You know that you'll never be replaced.
And everyone here made the same mistakes as me.
And either way our time won't go
me
Time has made a change in the old home place
Time has made a change in each smiling face
And I know my friends can plainly see
Time has made
(Aye)
Yeah, yeah, it’s bout time for me to go, gotta change the flow
(Flow)
When it’s getting too hard to hold, gotta change the flow
(Change
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