Lyrics:
Sister Bridget by the stai, a glass of wine and she's almost there.
Cousin Jimmy at the door, another beer and he's on the floor.
Friends
I got my toes in the water, ass in the sand
Not a worry in the world, a cold beer in my hand
Life is good today, life is good today
Well,
There's no denyin' I was thinkin' of you
Hell's on fire, heaven's freezin'
And I love you baby without good reason
I walked to the corner, watch
give up
Whom shall I turn? Where shall I go?
There is no other Yah
My soul it longs and craves your Word
A confirmation from above
The enemy's
of the righteous to be lost
They said, By Allah
Indeed Allah has preferred you above us, and we have certainly been sinners
He said, There is no blame on you this
Yo what time is it?
Oh it's after five
You know what that means, we got the happy hour specials on deck! Let's do it!
I got beer in the fridge,
a wilderness
Cause heaven for whites is hell for blacks in america
Heaven and hell are two conditions of Life
Not a place up there or a place down there
It's
There's no one left in heaven and hell is just a hoax.
Come back, Dee Dee Ramone.
Come back, Jeffrey Lee Pierce.
Come back, Frankie Venom.
Come
past
I will guarantee you the best of lives
The Person:
Inside this portal there's a heaven in front of me
Showing me that the reality
Is twisted by
Hey Bubs. Dad and I just need you to know
That no matter how bad things may seem
You've got so many friends and family and us, behind you
There for
(dear lord)
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar
(no shit!)
I don't want to stand here
All night in this bar!
By two o'clock,
If heaven isn't free
Jesus is the way
Jesus is the truth
Jesus is the Life
There is no other way
He is the only way
Not one of many ways
Look my shirt
ablaze
Intensified the contrast
As dancing blaze adorned the heavens
Massive, dormant black holes awakened
"It is pulling me in yet I care not
The journey
the blocks are gone
There is no place left to call my home
All of this happened before the storm
Doors kicked in one gunshot, and now the family's torn
A whole
forbid
Flow spitting
Modest when
There is no sickness
On this kid
I grow riches
I'm Olive Pit
With no kitchen
Or a pot to piss in
So hidden
With all of it
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
of your eyelids
No there's no light
In the darkest of your furthest reaches
No there's no light
In the darkest of your furthest reaches
All
their beer
Drinking wine snob appeal don't appeal to me
I want to settle in, invisible
I just want to write a few poems with a Michelob Ultra by my side
Who like to party?
Man I know y'all like to party
Who that girl over there she lookin like a Barbie
Let's get this party started bitch no more foolin
fishin and Sippin on an ice cold beer,
Wishin you were
In heaven down here
I still park by the football field
They got your #81 hanging up There still
I
can't reach
There is no Christmas for junky
He thinks he is
More interesting
Than the world
But buying cigs
Puts him in a whirl
A packet
and traverse
After lyrical surgery no need a nurse
You'll be ready Heaven
When your body processes in a Hearse
I drop the mic of the keyboard text
Cross my
Lord's leave
To the path of the Almighty, the owner of all praise
Allah, to whom belongs all that is in the heavens and all that is in the earth
And woe
I'm in the company of cowards
I'm in the company store
Bullet holes through the window
We can't keep this company up anymore
A bucket of beer
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