Lyrics:
All Names
The infinite Sacrament, transcending time
His Body and Blood, at the altar of the mass
Keeps us in perpetual state of grace
And puts us
Enough is Enough
Intro
M3
This is your final warning
Or I’m gonna have to send the dogs in
Come out with your hands out
Put down the bag of skinny
it in and now we reading up
Praying hands we reaching up, the tracks that we been beating up
Kobe said it best, there ain't no I, so now we teaming up
came in bails
Who knew it came with jail who knew it came with prison
Jus cuz you got an opinion does that make you a politician
Bush robbed all of us
Born into competition
With a feeling that something's missing
Bred in a corn addiction
With a synthetic composition
On the brink of a civil war
Preach this salvation
No one can be saved
The angels stand as legion now
The replicated choir
Mass produced in factories
That belch forth smoke and fire
or a credit card company
Finally cracked and took to hiding in the belly of the beast
In Hollywood (Hollywood)
In Hollywood, Hollywood Hi-igh
Moved by
remember who they are
[Verse 2 - K-Rino]
Listen, in high school with the females, I was rarely selected
I got rejected by the ones the damn nerds rejected
On a river of sighs a boat came toward me.
A flimsy disguise covered the devil who sang from a songsheet of how modern life's a bore.
In his choir
his fate
The place is cursed by the hands of doom
Unholy powers in reign
The devil's paradise of pain
Approach, the Eibon opens for you
his fate
The place is cursed by the hands of doom
Unholy powers in reign
The devil's paradise of pain
Approach, the Eibon opens for you
snow, storms or even rain
Then, in all of it's pristine graduer, I saw the Holy City
Suspended like a cube at the expanse of eternity
Fifteen hundred
she has something else in mind,
And so rather than do either you do something else
That neither likes at all You want to talk of Keats and Milton,
Organizing criticism into categories
It's cynicism in mass production
We're running late to the function
Hands on knees
Gasp for air so cowardly
When
GOD Told y'all through Elijah to eat one meal a day out your own hands keep up fasting
Devils manufactured fast food in factories producing vending
and knew
That the new star that was gonna
To appear in the East the time
Of it was at hand
A lot of others of course say
That they were told by God
That
kid, the Nisei Artie Shaw,
Dropped by rehearsal in a tar paper barrack
Once he joined up, sister, it was on
They practiced daily, gigged on the weekend
section Normandy Beach, it's led in their speech
Don't Stevie wonder why y'all got so bold on them keys
I'm off of the leash, my church clothes is all
Choir swells marks the entrance of a
Hero. Inspired by my strength they all shout yo
Quiero. Newly awakened, arise from the ashes
Inspires the masses,
sack
It's RIP X and RIP Tree
I'ma do it for my dawg, this for all of my G's
Dreads to the top, gold in my mouth, woah there
Hoes by the flock, no,
bloom
A bird spreads his wings
An eagle flies high
But I'm grounded when a child is killed
In a drive-by
'Cause life is unfair
Some got it made
Others
spin,
and by His power do we begin again.
So let us lift our hearts and voices high
and join the angels in the sky.
(Choir)
Humble yourself in the sight
to fuck
Jit changing by the season, but in Florida its always heated
So if I'm on fire, you all know the reason
One shot, and you never gon' see him
Two
the inforcer'
Mass murder motherfuckers in a course of
An everyday situation where I would stalk by
Fuck the car, I do a motherfucking walk-by
Eazy-E
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