As I'm in you, all the way through Nothing can save you now Damn you Damn you Damn you Damn you I recall my last sunrise You seeped through my skin Teeth
Übersetzung: Christian Death. Damn You.
to your chrome, you dig that? I'm life, I'll bring the moon to your night I'll put the d**k to your wife And I'm the Jesuz of your Christ You dig that
you plan to be rich There's ten rules to the game, but I'll share with you two Know, niggaz gon' hate you for whatever you do Now rule one -- get your
to them never clear. Damn this liar's world, we are the truth you've all awaited, impaling holy fallacy, the filthy blood of Christian seed. Akin to
of a real Christian", but Christ just listened Leaned back recalled a vision, told him coldly "In the final hour, before the rooster crows three times You
re not for free You only feel, let down, let down So don't you, make a sound Cause then they make you accountable For every word that you utter from the
the (horns) I live with the (horns) So I die with the (horns) If you fuck with the (horns) Then you get the (horns) So if you want the (horns) Then I'll give you
Verse] If I offended you in anyway Maybe the shoe fits Either that Or you're just plenty gay If you're like me You don't give a damn You're just enjoying
rd Verse] If I offended you in anyway Maybe the shoe fits Either that Or you're just plenty gay If you're like me You don't give a damn You're just enjoying
The other hand in the air, and say that you solemnly swear When you (stand up) basically Reach out to the hatin streets, tell 'em to take a seat After you
, off the glass, off the floor, off the wall jam We in th building, you wishing you had the floor plans You just a doorman, door man Damn, I wish I had
TIME I loved you for your beauty but that doesn't make a fool of me: you were in it for your beauty too and I loved you for your body there's a
hard to live without you, God. I said no doubt you, when you said that the passion of Christ was all about you. From the God-mobile, to? to Brownsville
: [Timbo King] The Legacy, get your minds ready, get your rhymes ready And held a breath of life, resurrect the death of Christ What you got to sacrifice
made it Goddamn, a nigga made it cremated in the church Lord knows I'm blessed Write every lawyer so you know I'm stressed A punch in the face get you
go another line you figured Never drivin by nine, never givin up a dime if you was Never been that {nigga} If you really wanna test me, brother don't stress me Or you
, know that you gotta hurt me Before you hurt her or hurt her, or hurt them or hurt we I cursed see the worsest death, beat you niggas to a thirsest breath
