Lyrics:
shit in a motherfucking hurry
I'm looking at this chick, real thick, her name is Cheri
Big fat booty and her pootie was hairy, c'mon biatch!
[Chorus]
all-black lenses
(Waiti'm not done)
I thanked Jesus at the awards
I'm never going to hell call me Zack Morris
I'm saving you by the bell
My girl says I'm
we'll catch Sergeant Koon
Shoot him in the face, run up in him with a broom
Stick, prick, devils ain't shit
Introduce his ass to the AK-40 dick
Two
feeling guilty 'cause your god was shining on your face
You go to church and light a candle
And then you're blinded by the light from the golden pews
what's in store, just hang on, Jesus is Lord
In this room are many faces from many kinds of places. Each story is different and yet they're all the same
Like a romance, push a nigga buttons like a program
I been on the Jäger for a day-ger watch me slow dance
Tough as Conan this the art of barbarian
I
lost sometimes, don't understand this place
Look in the mirror sometimes and see a troubled face
And then my tears roll down and hit the sink
Then I
specialize in misconstruin'
We wanna be at a presidential level, what are we doin'?
Foolin' ourselves, clownin' ourselves, playin' ourselves
By not bein'
The ones who tax us, the masses, they are us
The sheep, the people, divided in classes
I go off like a shia bomb and all y'all see I'm on my
War paint
was Jesus
And he alone remembered
This had happened once before
The one who had denied Him
Who had once walked on the water
Jumped in and swam
seven twenty - three,
when this loudmouth pushy businessman
cut in front of me
My eyes went cold, I clinched my fist,
I wanted to thump him good,
but
soul
Doris has Jesus in tow
Sherry in a dirty cup
is an offering from above
Water into wine, she said
mid Sunday best lips, orange red
And the curious
pain and suffering
Jesus came, we praise His name
This joy we find in Him
Will never be replaced
We know one day
We’ll see Him face to face
The peace He
trouble
Theorize your game, it's difficult to roll a double
The struggle ain't right up in your face, it's more subtle
But it's still comin' across like
complexions fade (yugh)
White on white that's the tester
Black on black that's the Tesla
See these diamonds in this watch face?
All that shit came from
specialize in misconstruin'
We wanna be at a presidential level, what are we doin'?
Foolin' ourselves, clownin' ourselves, playin' ourselves
By not bein'
chasing this chess's cause I know it's gon bring me more bitches
Mom say face your fears I face that shit by hustling EVD when I was a kid we got no dvd
I
I come from Memphis stuck off in the trenches, im dodging the shakers jumping over fences.
I sin on the daily praying for forgiveness, do dirt by
he ain't even sleep
Say Boosie chill wit all that swervin' too much dope in here
Nigga slow down you betta think about Big Head and Pimp
Y'all want
face
Thinking how much more of this can I take
In a minute I'm about to break
Today
See the pain has purpose sole of going away
There's a harvest
the sun
This is God's Holy ground
This is fun for all of us
We're elected by God
We're God's election
Jesus is our protection
Jesus lead us in your
Word up Rector!
I wasn't gonna say it again?
Word up, man it's all good!
You don't gotta let us in your little shit!
You got that?
Keep that
problem
There's something deep inside me and I
Can't seem to resolve it
My worst days, man I just want to revolver
My best days I'm blinded by all this fog
Dystopia drowning in our misery
All this time, all your rage
Breaking down, talking in tongues again
Harakiri seppuku
I won't stand by and lie in wait
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