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jesus walks - beggars lyrics

[intro]

sh+t

+plucks guitar+

+laughs+

[verse 1]

“antichristo”
(‘antichrist’)

knot reel:

if i was born yesterday
i’m fresh out the belly of the beast
c+section these n+ggas keep messing with me
ghost pepper spraying from the coast in the east
jumbled words on a page mumbled by me
times are worthless
i see my words didn’t stick to the letter
you never check the mail anyways
i’m stuck rewriting the heading
i’m over sponging emotion, i’m ready
making the most but most are making excuses
i wake up with bruisеs i’m m+s+ch+stic in my dreams
the class i wanted distancе from is the one i missed out on
2015, hennessy dreams
in silence we speak
there’s no providing for greed
i start to cry because i haven’t in weeks
i start to lie when i’m weak
there’s no providing for greed
(‘lascia ch’io pianga’ plays)

[instrumental]

[verse 2]

zero:

don’t disturb the master of ceremonies
i dare ya homie
lose the battle ignoring warnings
i floor the automotive
can’t cope with the storm, post+mortem and rigor mortis
on the hunt solo
chores repeated in order
the new world is boring
there’s no patience over pain
i guess the joke’s on us because it’s brawn over brains
the dawn of an age of man
that plans on baking and making up brands
mistaking a fist for a handshake
d+mn, ray
why don’t you teach ’em some more?

[instrumental]
[verse 3]

zero:

can’t handle the grip
sandals in sand that moves quick
gumshoe races with a fat sacajawea
in my castle by the sea
woe to anyone that didn’t get the invitation
give enemies black tar enemas
sucking blood like a lunatic
the sound of the end
blood pumps fear taints the air
dear saints i’m merely forsaking here
raised circa 97’+98′ dieting on fried cake
tore the spine
fractured the fractions of
fascists, molasses, brass tips, wrapped spliffs
rap wrist movement
half asleep but gruesome eat jabs at the lips
passing mine is torch spit
too much time on my mind not enough in my fist
quick to spend it all in one place and the last to dip
hip shooting at the gun range for the sake of it
slip lueds a new idea and that is what this is
i’m putting these snakes back in the creek
these fake ass n+ggas+ but their venom is weak
just the ending is real and over easy we speak
i say it’s well done how we serving long legged steak with this heat
fan signs from the chicks with the fake id
and ride with a spliff
we’re just living like teens
hand full of pills i won’t see for a bit
crossfade from my senses man i’m lit
well if the sense is so common why don’t we f+ckin’ use it?
no creative motivation coming from me
bold statement
met the man holding the matrix in a fusion
aliens interviewed him
got nothing to lose with
the best are these 2 fists
just know i’m a misfit
i’m a joke at most focused on the road at the overdose
holding what i can close
more or less i can’t cope
a moralist with the devil’s head notes
sometimes it’s better to have a blank headstone
[instrumental]

[outro]

zero:

i start to lie when i’m weak
there’s no providing for greed
in silence we speak
i lie when i’m weak
there’s no providing for greed
i’m dying a seed

knot reel:

i’m dying a seed

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