Lyrics:
thirty days!
W:John Tyler he liked country folk
D:And after him came President Polk
Y:Zachary Taylor liked to smoke
His breath killed friends
to say
To say that he was murdered in the worst way
At a young age, with much of his life to gain
I'm prayin' for ya, I'm prayin' for the Sullivan's
I'm
untouched by the last of the three
Just God's Holy Bible would interest Harold Dee
But he'd read it and recite it in his study for days
Without eating
releasin'
Atoms by the millions, 'til the numbers increasin'
'Til it was burnin' he kept returnin' itself to the source
The hotter his thoughts it gave
And now things changin' a lot, he fuck with my authority
Then he shall see shells
But not by the seashore if he gangbangin' or not
It's simple
a scuba dive, be a mermaid apprentice
Then he hit him before the kid could even start another sentence
Damage done, label weird, see the tears through his
His 40 on the curb, disturbed and left with no doubt in his mind,
But still sometimes he don't know why
He walkin' around just hopin'
He get one more
don't stop to think
That we've just inherited 50's beef with Murder Inc.
And he's inherited mine, which is fine, ain't like either of us mind
We still
don't stop to think
That we've just inherited 50's beef with Murder Inc.
And he's inherited mine, which is fine, ain't like either of us mind
We still
to line up with what I speak/
Said they’d know us by our love, what’s on your ID/
-Do not hide by your disguise with your good rhythms/
Good attendance good
Lord, where are you? Have you left us now forever?'
John shakes his head in sympathy
Simon, you are a like a fish flopping in a boat
Surrounded by air
us... human people?
Yeah, he can eat food...
Ya want some tortilla chips, Gay Robot?
Sounds great, John. Can I dip them in your ass?
Ooh...
I'm all
George!
That Texas education must have fucked you up when you were very small
He beckoned with a small arthritic motion of his hand
Fingers together like
kill
Turkeys, chickens, pigs, each other, fuck us, we will
Take a life, lethal injection or free will
Tookie got murdered by the pigs, fuck did he
body,
From the thorns upon His brow,
Running down the cross, Falling to the ground.
I watched Him as He struggled,
I watched Him as He fell,
made you jealous, John
You couldn't fill his shoes
Was that the reason, tell us, John
Along with bad reviews?
Damn
They're coming! They'll be
He's in a class by himself
A league of His own
He'll give life to the dead
He'll breathe on your bones
He's more than a homeboy
He's king on a thrown
with us and we gon put you where we put your cousin,
shotgun went through his belly,
murder him like Machiavelli,
bullet wonds wide open, left him
on days on nights they rode
on charity's wine, 'cross almost every line
jack and his old friends still ride right under old John Law's nose
He sleeps
ashamed / And we won't be ashamed
With the world behind me / With the world behind me us
And the cross before
By the grace of God
I will serve the Lord / We
"To death with this man! Crucify Him!"
From a manger to the Cross
For us He has came
We were blinded and didn't see his Kingdom
The angels in glory
who'd just crucified us drank there on the ground
And although He spoke them quietly, somehow His words came through
He said ‘Father, please forgive them;
his homosexuality by marrying a female
Opera star henry Miller, in his old
Age, obsessed with young Oriental
Girls john Dos Passos going
From fervent
Though I been struck with a lightning
Straight above the stars
I'm talking atonement, I been anointed
Saved by His grace and washed in the blood
I guess
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