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escaped now billion people are slaves
Goat bangers, painted Jesus white, yeah
Ragus then nailed him to a mine craft
French homos looting and rioting
Then

sleep
When my gold Jesus piece
Turn silver I turn my back on it
See I ain't with that fake shit homie
I keep it real
Loose lips sink shit nigga keep

like its my wedding now
Gold Jesus pieces I bought it to keep the devil out
Good pip make these women want to go settle down
But from the start I tell

by degrees
Hard these day to be a rolling stone
Cannot beg borrow or steal 
Stand up and testify Mr. Jones

Guys like Elvis they had it made
Teenage

And Lil' Darkie
And I say the N word
'Cause I'm on that real hoodlum shit
Listen here you dumb niggar monkey
You just got beamed by Jesus and Nuclear Retard

moving with the weather
This hard jones is all that he knows
Never knowing where he's going to again

I see you missin' where you gone to again
You can

Let's Roll

Boot Camp Clik

The Chosen Few

2002

love
I got my game face, gun in the place, blaze the place
With that yard weed, you know the god we remember that
You know we, ten second rolly, bum

to the streets where they came from
Instead you birds
Let bums run straight through ya
You think that's power

I was raised by the gangsters papusas and God

huge teeth
Surrounded by a green mist that smells like birth
Always leave a trail of blood how can you not tell I am hurt
Sharing needs with some bums

soul was up for sale
Here me out
This is my testimony
I got multiple identities
Jesus help me please
Split personality, sinful by nature but saved at 23

purses, I can't trust you, you keep twerking
Keep same energy in person, slither on you lil serpent
Seen that bum chick on the bus stop, had the nerve

resurrected
like Jesus back
Y'all know Jesus black
But that's another conversation
A wannabe said they did time at the police station
I just laughed at em
I

Sometimes you find yourself on the wrong side of the pool
Can't stop
Jumpin' in the deep end
Gon' keep this short N' sweet
When you're defeated by

I've been a bum, ever since 2001
Everything I have was given to without chance of refund
You'd be amazed, how I get on by these days
Never knowing

They ain believe in me, they ain believe in me
They ain believe in me, they ain believe in me
Now my heart cold as my Jesus piece
Cold as my Jesus

the rain, Lord my heart is open seeping
I can't explain it, the pain it kinda numbs me, bums me
Come please, if it is a movie, direct me
Betty Ann I miss you,

whistle while you twerk
Drop it south for a Texan 'cause he reckon what it's worth
Extra money like some seconds
Going broke by the third
You ain't know it

to rust
Black clouds in the sky
Light an ink stain spreadin wide

Sunday morning paper where they spelt his last name wrong
Survived by bums and bachelors

somethin'  cuz I refuse to cuss it don't mean that I'm frontin'  I be the first to bum rush your whole dinner or luncheon
In the south baby!
Chorus
In

Pie in the Sky

Cisco Houston

The Folkways Years 1944-1961

1994

when you're on the bum:

You're gonna eat, bye and bye, poor boy
In that glorious land above the sky, way up high
Work and pray, live on hay
You'll

about you
And I noticed you were alone
And I came by myself too but uh
I don't mean to intrude I was just wondering maybe you want some company
Yeah, I

they seem to be, begin the cycle then repeat it 
The high strung night bum wallowing in a Prius 
Trying to follow Jesus through the bottle that he sleeps

Yeah
That was loud
Mm
Yeah
Ay
Dick in his cock, double dock him
I just got my ass fucked by some hot men
Five men all up in my butt, gettin' violent

Kojo Kubii
Yeah
Sharp sharp

Can't make my mind either
I hide inside no sight on reefer
Or fly high by out in the ether
Feel good no question I need