Lyrics:
and beaten into submission
By family, church, school and state.
From then on we're easy game for the powermongers.
Like pathetic circus dogs we hunt out
outsider
When time is creepin' by
When my heart's on fire
When I'm lost in crazyland
Or when I wish I could kill a word
That's when I go to Church
So all you
'Bout to take they ass to church with this one
I'm 'bout to take they ass to church with this one
'Bout to take they ass to church with this one
I
a mil first
You [?], either kill me or get killed worse
Your song's in need of a real verse
Son of the man, God feel me like he feel church
And right
will they know?
Eric is better used taught trues in his context
Somebody please plant a church in his projects
In luke 4 16 on down to 21 jesus says
raise our glass for that Ol' Red White & Blue
We sing along with Eric Church buddy how bout you?
There's something that you aughta know about us folks
and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by
and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by
and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by
practice, hit chicks then I'm Casper
The church of scientology, feminine biology
Manic depressive psychologically, A.D.D. alive and we
Polluted by
truth
Gripping for a limit but I hang by the noose
Look at me, I don't look nothing at all like you
Church full of hypocrites, they all like you
Well,
feel
Rest in peace Trayvon, Micheal, Sandra Bland
Eric Garner death of the young black innocent
They shoot us with our hands up
Handcuff us and beat us
As long as you keep your head in his hands
[ella mae williams]
Eric
There is one thing I would like to say to you
Wherever you go
Whatever you do
Whatever
There's a bunch of birds in the sky
And some deers just went running by
Oh, the snow's pure and white on the earth rich and brown
Just
Another Sunday
up Eric Church
And what's-his name, that Church man
'Cause I stay preachin', no Walter stan
There's a Holy Ghost as my side man
He's a good profiler
(background) its been six weeks since suddam husain's was killed by a pack of wild bores and the world is still glad to be rid of him
Oh look eric, its your
Eric Garner in New York and then Baltimore
Look at Chicago with Drill
Music youngins they
Gunnin' and dying by the minute
Shout out to churches that
Deep
Pastors out here worse than politicians
Church's out here always politicin'
Careful now I hope you pay attention
Damnation just by way of sinnin'
No
*(Music)*
There's a bunch of birds in the sky
and some deers just went running by
Oh the snow's pure and white
On the earth rich and brown
Just
If the sunsets
I'm still standing by your side
As long as your by mine
We gonna be alright
And if the sunsets
I'm still standing by your side
As long
a foreign land
Outsider on the inside of other sands
As he dips his hands in his pants he feels lesser of a person
Like his native people his pocket lining is
the fill up
No gas, and when I spits like acid
smoke weed, but blow ether, spit ashes
cause young Rule in his prime like 'Clay Cassius'
Hated by
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
Title: Preach
Category: Fine Arts Rap Solo
Composer(s): Lorenzo May (L. Marquee)
Church Name: Chapel Springs Assembly of God
Church City: Bristow
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