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(Uh let’s get it)
Don’t you think that
you can make it on our own 
go ahead spread the news 
make it public y’all 
Gettin calls on my phone now

All the gin-soaked rocks were vanquished
By platoons of thirsty men
But their faces look so anguished
As they turn to sea again
For the girls back

the Record straight
Jesus never lived which Means there's no remains
I'm Never going Back Anyways which is to say That I'll remain the same

You missed

accusation that floats so toast
To the media who can't talk about what really is dividing the mote
Projecting is more appealing
That's a roast

Oh yeah and by

you were going to save us
You were our Guatemalan Jesus

They try to push and shove
But we won't let them go to A14

I've seen the spice of life

see? The message is bottled in
Them phonies get dropped by the King Soloman
If it's lonely at the top, call me King solemn-man
No ponies in the drop,

"So you think this is what a good Christian man does?"
"Yeah, this is our Christianity, I mean that's just, plain and simple"
Blaze puffing like its

It's summer by a river wide
I watch the birds in swooping flight
Evening sun now dipping near, surface glistens with its tear
Watch the water glide

we say our grace
Carve pentagrams in that bitch face
Light the candles take her flannel off
Carve triple 6 into her skin and then we fuckin' send her

I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss you
Late nights love song reminiscing
I'm fucked up while I'm scrolling through our pictures
Thinking bout all

dear

Oh whoa whoa, oh whoa whoa
Whoa whoa
Oh whoa whoa, oh whoa whoa
Oh whoa whoa, whoa whoa

And if love is measured by how big our hearts are you're

Eight nine ten
Ready or not here I come my friend
It's been so long
From when we had a chance to sing our heavenly song
Hey eight nine ten
Remember

booked
Get into every crany n nook
Even Got my own circle so shook
Autobiography written by Blitz
In life goes down in a book
Look
Searching my name inside

That's why I stay aloof
Distant like our relatives
Humbled by my roots
You ain't never had no food to eat
Never had no place to stay
So how the fuck you

devil it will never stop
It's bout to get bloody in this thang bring the mop
Selected and protected by the king on the throne
If you knew like i knew you

our feelings
You know I don't give a fuck, I've always been unsealing
On how I might just throw my dignity into the pool
And drown into the stereotype,

father and mother
We even teaching about jesus so all of our bases covered
Making sure you feel loved but hoping your not feeling smothered we love ya

makeup when you blink
Yeah, I just miss the skies when it was pink
Yeah, we got dirty dishes in our sink
And baby I'm just tryna get a drink
And I done put

mind set
i cant be swayed by nothing that you say
kinda like russian roulette
i took my shot and lived another day
God is working on me and nothing will

Can you hear it
Black screams now hunt them in their kids dreams
Forced to commit suicide
Formaldehyde smoke
Is the Jesus I no
Walk on water
Thrown in

Who sleeps all day, I could do the same if I wanted
You see, I'm self unemployed
I could sleep all day, but I'm haunted

Haunted by Mama dear saying

Jesus fucking Christ
Here we go again
Starting this shit
Will it ever end

You'll never give up
We'll never buy in
We call it freedom
You call it

The Revelations is real and y'all are just witnessing that 
Oh and by the way, God and Jesus is Black

These are my opinions 
I say things most of y'all are scared

pitiful, awful This world is needing Jesus, it's on both knees and
Off the scale, yeah split the Richter, now a born Mrs. wanna say they a Mr.
Now they just