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A communistic cancer is growing, coming from the west to the east
It's a battle for the soul of this nation. God help us, we're facing the beast

Futures locked by land and wind
Garden of Eden chagrined

Drowning wind, gasp for breath
Plain snake, omen of death
Drink the piss and smoke your meth

And there my body stayed
But my spirit is not dead
So do not say farewell
But rather look for my return
For I find no rest in Hеll

And I was a gallant

Ain’t in need of any man

I was always taught to cut the middle man, aye

If he in the way of getting river bands

He can wait for many moons like

to guide me home
Ill learn to live without, the name on the gravestone

The days go by one by one
I scream your name from my lungs
Your spirits here in these

me wonder ooh, makes me wonder

There's a feeling I get
When I look to the west
And my spirit is crying for leaving
In my thoughts I have seen
Rings

and in that order
When the еarly American pioneer first turned
His eyes toward the west
There were only Indian trails or
Traces as they were called
For him

See I carry bricks on my back though I've never seen packs
And while I wrote on those white walls I carry yellow paint and put an X on the map
For

a pat down
Playboy, me no here for play
I don't call him Memoss
But I'm a Gorilla spitting
Planet of the apes
Third heavens the time zone
Picture Apollo

the trap, Christmas vibe, ain't no looking back.
Gingerbread trap house, yeah, we building it high,
Chillin' by the fire, reaching for the sky.
Wrapping up

transgressions
Wash away all my iniquity and cleanse me from my sin
As far as the east is from the west, so far have You removed my transgressions from me
For all

the fences that I jump
I got touched by a desire for God to ignite a change
Caught a rush of zeal from the life in my veins
From a head full of pressure rests

Breakdown

Guns N' Roses

Use Your Illusion II

1991

hidin' in a closet
Can't tell what's goin' on outside
Sometimes we're so far off the beaten track
We'll get taken for a ride
By a parlor trick or some

The bible makes it clear that your soul has a price.
It's time to take up your cross and get a hold of your life.

We walk by faith, it's got me taking mad

sanctions I Need to please you will my actions But I know I'm saved by your passion
And your breaking chains like that Glass
Your really all I could ask for

To worship you
I'll worship you
Worship you
Let me count my days
By how I worship you
Caught up in your presence
Lord, I'll never move
Unless your Spirit leads

that old oak chest is the spirit of days gone by
He could never talk about while it burned him up inside
Can't change the hands of time he had to let it

in the smoldering dawn will glow
Drink the first cup by the roaring pyre
For the winds to take me far
West, dear friend, remind me still
Where my

the stars, in this new land
Our ancestors' spirits, guiding our hand

Through the darkest skies, we found our light
For our children's future, we continue

we can't go back
Fucked around for five minutes on the PC
Yeah you know that this beat is made by Fuji
Made by Fuji so he could give a fuck
I got all

you about
Bitch you better represent you better fake it for the clout 

From the east to the west
Motherfuckers staying pressed
My mind it has no limits

Chilling in the west coast
Yeah you know the city with the best smoke
Case closed bitch I'm all about the pesos
Hit it one hit it two let the stress

Santa and his deer, won’t be coming out this year
There’s no need to be sad cause we bringing all the cheer
Travel north to south and east to west

Puerto yeah yeah
West Africana oh yeah
Raised by an African Queen
She put the rhythm in me
We love to dance and feel free
Feeling the earth with bare feet