Lyrics:
In the gas station bathroom by the condom machine
I heard the word of the Lord
He said "Take off your shoes,
This is holy ground too
You know
soul is ground
I prithee mark my words
Your soul torn apart
By the sound of the bells
Misled by visions
You will expire
Concentrate, gather
twenty five freaked out by everything
The bodies piled up
Fled to your mind when they stopped listening
And said, enoughs enough.
What if it's all
sitting on that holy ground, wearing that shiny, golden crown
For 7 unforgettable days?
7 deadly sins - those remarkable days...
Why do you hate us?
I don't hate you
You gettin' up in front of the world
And showing everybody how much you hate us
Mom, I don't hate you
I
Touching down on holy ground
On a dot out in the sea
I brought you all the pieces I could find
Broke down and tired
Some assembly required
I'm
I swear that we'll be in charge
Who the one who kill though
Who the one who complimented by the real though
Who the one who throwing souls above
say I gotta plan to defeat
So
Which one of you Is really bout it
Out here wildin
Violent
Holy
Preacher
Penta-costal
Rappers
Not that poppin
Actors
bread but nun dis shit makes happy
Plotting on da opps tryna get it by any means
You gotta keep a real this shit deeper then a ravine
Yeh
Tryna catch
pierced feet tread holy ground
(Chorus)
Here We Go, we're closer than yesterday
Here We Go, where no soul is turned away
Here We Go, where pain is
the paradise is a far way land
(Voy a vivir sin miedo)
I was on Holy Ground when you took me in your arms
(Quiero vivir sin miedo)
And I don't want
Abracadabra here I come
Magic carpet styling
Proof Black Magik excellence
Poof you need reminding
Gaining ground and losing some
Oh my word she back
through it just know he'll bring you through it
If you trying to pursue it by the ways of the book
Just know that this life, it may just end with
a haze, a nigga lost until the day you found me
I was blowing up, head in the clouds I needed you to ground me
I moved from the Scarborough side to Bel Air,
it finally feel on the other side of it
And oh I know I think about you
And all I put us through in the end
And oh I know I miss you by my bed
Well can't you see
It's a celebration of love and beauty
So give me mercy
Hold on to the holy and the free
So close your eyes and hear me now
birthday suit
Last but not least, drive inside a farm or couch
Chillin by the barn and dump her where the heffers squirt their poop
You got it?
Holy
sing to the only acceptable offering
All things reconciled by His death on the cross beam
With blood that was clean, and blood that "ca-ching!"
He
Again bodies on the ground
Covered by black shrouds
One more time the holy war has left his scar
But now is heavier than ever was before
Into
in the sky
and the sun just turned to black
a few disappeared and were never seen again
taken by force coming out of the dark
Holy power please let us
confessed
Buried in our holy lands that we now don't even possess
It's taken
Pardon my phrases, I'm blatant
But all these nations are shaking the arms
sitting on that holy ground, wearing that shiny, golden crown
For 7 unforgettable days?
7 deadly sins - those remarkable days...
What's it bigger than?
Drink the holy water that you're swimmin' in
Wash away all of my biggest sins
Sleepin' in on the linens again
I wanna be
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