Lyrics:
the Hammer of Gods
I'm Religion!
I Rule the World
I'm Religion!
You belong to me
When you cry I will be your only hope
Bring a false comfort to your soul
and justice
O The Ever-Living, The Self-Existing by Whom all subsist,
I cry out to Your mercy for succour, and from Your punishment I seek protection.
Make
Keep the fye on the pillow, I sleep ready
Don’t come by with the threats, I get deadly
Spent your rent on my dog ont care bout nun’
Don’t talk to me
a word
Power, he's got power you wouldn't believe
power, he will bring you to your knees
Baby you're my new religion
Take me to your paradise
Baby you're
about it
When they want change the preacher says "shout it"
Does shouting bring about change ? I doubt it
All shouting does is make you lose your voice
So
what they call it praying
In your religion of peace
Can you tell me what are you fighting for
When you move out to bring the world the holy war
no harm
Smoking large gas, by the pounds, like I'm Bert
Shop at Jimmy Choo, then I walk him through the dirt
Yeah, this bread ain't shit to me, but I'm
While you're gawking
Blew off steam now
There's cheese in my foreskin
It's all green and my GP is daunting
He said to
"Meet me in an ally bring your frog
It's a tragic condition
Sex and religion
Makin' a manic mess in your head
Jesus Christ
Is in your bed tonight
To bring you back from the dead
option number 5
She Holly, and I'm her Tommy, her wallet is full of Johnnies
Honestly, I'm appalled by the cash she bring around me, yeah
What's a flex? I
velvet and that little boy's smile
Black velvet with that slow southern style
A new religion that'll bring ya to your knees
Black velvet if you please
Up
and bring shame to your old man?
Same to your old fans, you were a child prodigy
Up on a milk crate at the cabinet, making cottage cheese
Out of anybody'd
birds on my block like Bert and Ernie
It might just hit me, the workers chirp me
Bring them white chicks with me
Laverne & Shirley
Money on the table
Because it’s answer lays in religion
How to go about your life
If you read even the Quran
There's guidance, pure guidance for anyone who wants to accept it
doorway
And she's just lookin at me and I was like
Yeah
And she goes
Do you know Ross
And I go, he's your brother
Not everybody knows that
And I'm like
I
I'm fully loaded with words
That bring Life to beats
Ayo
I heard that your looking for me
My name is unbelief
I run the town
Good life, good days, good nights
Don’t let your life go by
Don’t let your life go by one life, one life
Be loyal, faithful, grateful, graceful
Most
based upon freedom of speech
Freedom of press, freedom of your own religion
To make your own decision, now that's baloney
Cause if I gotta play by your
Markas Verse:
What the fuck is you toastin to if it aint this?
What the fuck is you boastin for if your gang switched?
I told my brother stay
Yeah, one two
Yeah, where my nigga Jay Dee?
Where ya at? (Yeah!)
Say you got guns, then bring that shit
Say you got ones, then bring that shit
[Common]
Yeah, one two..
Yeah, where my nigga Jay Dee?
Where ya at? (Yeah!)
(Oooh, you say you got guns, then bring that shit) what?
(You say you got
based upon freedom of speech
Freedom of press, freedom of your own religion
To make your own decision, now that's baloney
Cause if I gotta play by your
and quick dollars
I know the pain the game bring, I did the same thing
Spaced out in the staircase, performing a sting
It's hard to keep control, I
don't do permission
Balancing the cardiacs,
With all the acts of new religions
Outer space - inter-galaxy the newest mission
Grabbing life by the throat
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