damnation. Unease filtered through chemical haze (You're so far gone.) Sole purveyor of your own unrest. Go cry on the shoulder of your god (You're so
was exalted Glory to the Father (2: 11), now we should have That same attitude Christ Jesus had And on to verse twelve work out your salvation The Father
are matter God couldn't be in the flesh They're denying the fact that Christ was fully God and fully man I fully stand saying who teaches this should
s on the other side young revin Is sin equals death, so turn from your mess, believe and confess Christ is God in the flesh, he died for your debt, he
you should talk to me, nigga im me!!! Nigga I walk on water, and part sea when I talk outta order, Im the god, you the lamb and the slaughter, and Im
You with devotion I subsume Your might with strength I will carry on with You as my guardian Against the lambs of the light Possesses by the true god
they hood robbin?, your money or your life and there ain?t no stopping I never get the working you know I heard they hood robbin?, your money or your
conquest from out the physical bondage, the thought launches, voyaging 144 billion light years through the shadows of your imaginination now open your
I got Christ wearin' black! See, I'm the Devil on his shoulder, Yeah I'm that scary fat demon, That'll turn all you hethens into scaredy cats. King Gordy, the ANTI-Christ, God
even heard of us How can we regenerate our salvation? Some niggaz worshippin' the weed we blazin', my cheddar cheese chasin' For money they live as sacrificial lambs
, for you to realize? It's not for you to say what every heart should pay. Another body and soul that isn't your own. Get off my back, this was never
m telling you that While I'm riding atop the back of a black cat when I heard you album I thought it sounded like crap The name of your band should
jam (chorus) Hello young woman that I love Pretty punk rock mamma that I'm thinking of Hold me naked if you will In your arms in your legs in your
the conquest From out the physical bondage, the thought Launches, voyaging 144 billion light years through the shadows of your imaginination Now open your
the ice that I rock is oh so hot You should get you some when you walkin' in the presence of hustlers I rock from party to party, backyard to yard Ask around God
the Light, Now I got Christ wearin' black! See, I'm the Devil on his shoulder, Yeah I'm that scary fat demon, That'll turn all you hethens into scaredy cats. King Gordy, the ANTI-Christ, God
