Lyrics:
heads
Oh you gates
And the King of Glory will come in
Lift your hands
Shout out His praise (Oooh Oooh)
I fix my eyes on things above
Your Kingdom come
Season one
Do or die
Made in the golden years pre revolution when our digital age was an embryo
We learned our art from extreme dedication dreams
Em's house, Our House
So welcome, to our house
Where no one, comes back out
You won't find, comfort
In here, in here, in here
When I was
afraid at our snarls
Thank God we didn't get beat by the Red Hot Karls
I care about culture of my squad
But after praccy I'm a really need to stretch my
a vest and some olive oil that the pastor blessed (pastor blessed)
That I take out the bottle, put it on my head and chest (head and chest)
To protect me
Wake up in Paris
Don't tell your parents
That we snuck into the hotel lobby floor
We end up parished
Dead with our friendships
Cops are all around
Kicked out many a place, just for sharing my faith
My belt tight, shoes laced, plus a breast plate
My war helmet on now I got my head straight
The battle's
we’re out of love
Two years have gone by
We’re still the same guy (Miah)
To change, God knows I’ve tried
Can’t take it I must die
In my head oh yeah
In
coats with our hands in our pockets
Slappin' all you scary-ass rap artists, half-retarded
Swear by our forefathers
Anything you speak, think, or show
drained, head up in space
Knew I had made a mistake, labeled myself a disgrace
And started digging a hole I'm still crawling out of today
That was a cold end
by a timpani
Heavy handed
So demanding
That you live in my head just to get it
With the tide rising with every cheap glass of wine that I'm biding my
There ain't enough holy water to exercise us out
We can conjure demons just by the word of our mouth
We can conjure demons just by the word of our mouth
of Allah’s human forms
Our retreats to caves would agitate
The followers waiting upon my words
And they drove you out on camel back
To keep their prophet
of Allah’s human forms
Our retreats to caves would agitate
The followers waiting upon my words
And they drove you out on camel back
To keep their prophet upon
case you ain't keeping up
I'm dishing out cases of that heavy bass
And them bassheads straight from
The oppressor's loins
Are giving us our "Free us!" in
a bright Nevada sky?
Do you hail to the Columbia as
She rushes to the sea
Or bow your head at Gettysburg at
Our struggle to be free?
You ask me why I love
your head up
And when he tells you you ain't nuttin don't believe him
And if he can't learn to love you you should leave him
Cause sista you don't
like "our" and
"my wife" and "her mother", and
That, that separates us
So we should always be together somehow
So we just trying this out, this
Is just
This one goes out to all the family's
That are gonna suffer at the hands of the establishment
Please know this is Not in Our Name
Every member
love is true
Coming closer with our eyes, a distance falls around our bodies
Out in the garden, the moon seems very bright
Six saintly shrouded men
love is true
Coming closer with our eyes, a distance falls around our bodies
Out in the garden, the moon seems very bright
Six saintly shrouded men
love is true
Coming closer with our eyes, a distance falls around our bodies
Out in the garden, the moon seems very bright
Six saintly shrouded men
By horse, by rail, by land, by sea, our journey starts
Two men incensed by one man's journey from the past
In Iceland, where the mountain stood
garments
Long trench coats with our hands in our pockets
Slappin' all you scary-ass rap artists, half-retarded
Swear by our forefathers
Anything you speak,
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