Lyrics:
(yeah)
I got a plan, I wonder how far I can go
I demand the best for myself, that's all I know
I, done seen the world become
Products of a revolution
(yeah)
I got a plan, I wonder how far I can go
I demand the best for myself, that's all I know
I, done seen the world become
Products of a revolution
Introduction:
We're The Cross Movement,
which is an alliance of (uh) born again believers in Jesus Christ
that are trusting God by His grace
to fuck
Fuck him like you do want to cum
You're gay to get discovered in my 21-deuce
Cock-a-lickin' in the water by the blue bayou
Caught the warm goo
to fuck
Fuck him like you do want to cum
You're gay to get discovered in my 21-deuce
Cock-a-lickin' in the water by the blue bayou
Caught the warm goo
burning in my heart
Of how goos things still would be
If we made a brand new start
Seven empty days fill weeks tough months become years
But I still cherish
Humans left ripped apart
Lap up the dripping goo
Wretched chunks of bleeding flesh
Internally you rot away
My need to kill
Induced by hate, betrayal
strangulation
Humans left ripped apart
Lap up the dripping goo
Wretched chunks of bleeding flesh
Internally you rot away
My need to kill
Induced by hate,
Help me build on anything Let me know what's next
They don't have my medicine so they always check.
Power becomes real when you let it slide
Hate
Keep it on till the dawn and watch the night decline
The band becomes a crowd, the crowd becomes a rally
The people fill the streets and it seeps into
Buck 65-Square 3
[intro]
Music to be murdered by
It is mood music in a juggular vein and I hope you like it
Our record requires only the simplist
now
Brake it down now woahh
Woahhhh
Ohhhhhh
If you hold me tight
I will never let goo
If you came around when the
Money was slow
flex when the time
comes by and haunts us all
An invasion of torture is coming for you
A troubled and cursed little plague boho
Green wicked goo, with a sense of voodoo
It
For years I've lived in Hollywood
Hoping to become a star
I go on auditions and feel real good
But they're like, dude, no one one knows who you are
my lunch into a knapsack
Wait, why did you go was it because I was half-black
I don't know but when you left it was like I got hit by a hatch back
appears online
If only I could be Goo Munday all the fucking time
We all look perfect on the screen
But, behind we're suffering
Yeah, we all try to pretend
knock down by poverty
So now I got plans
I'm tryna goo harder on the grind stay with the vibe
Till I make money on the side i don't ever wanna cause
seeping
By-product of colostrum,
New parent's right of passage
A greenish slimy storm
Arrives as little package
Here it comes
The pressure's built
Quick
Feet kicking by the water
This land is mine
Many years a squatter
Hanks had Wilson
And I have no-one
Just me and the goo holes
In the sand for fun
you'll be found
I let the fever get the best of me now what have I become
Dirty secrets hang by threads tap my head I'm so evil
Wake up and I get check
Keep it on till the dawn and watch the night decline
The band becomes a crowd, the crowd becomes a rally
The people fill the streets and it seeps into
to fuck
Fuck him like you do want to cum
You're gay to get discovered
In my two-one deuce
Cock-a-lickin' in the water by
The blue bayou caught the warm goo
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