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john wesley (rap) - you're going to hell lyrics

i dare you tell me not to, i’m addicted
i can’t be fixed; all that will ever help is time, all else unrealistic
i’m fed up; to the cliche point where i’m saying f-ck it
and just seeing where it goes, until life changes the subject
i don’t care about you, i’m just telling the truth
these songs are letters and to everyone i’m mailing em to
but since no one is getting it, i never fail to conclude
that you’re either ignorant, stupid, or unintelligent too
if i’m not doing this i’m bored as sh-t, not recording lyrics
or performing hits, that were specifically written to bore you with
now you listen to me, i’m under no sort of ordinance
i’m tempted to rap an entire album with no choruses
the news channels only have interest in generating views
every story i want to show the true meaning of breaking news
grown-ups using the same brain activity that babies do
you f-cking pastors who live for your congregations praising you

you’re going to h-ll – i know you are but what am i?

wow, you must be way confused; you should be taking a second
to examine your anxieties and what you take to suppress them
hey westboro when you die, please relay us a message
if you get in be sure to let us know that god lets g-ys into heaven
yeah, i guess i really hope he’ll teach you f-ggots a lesson
but i don’t think that’s how it works; i wish your fate was unpleasant
we could / cut to the chase without wasting a second
give me a head’s up, and i’ll go p-ss on the grave that you’ll rest in
you’re not mad at me, you’re mad at what the insanity said
because you heard me say that you’re better off to humanity dead
have you heard yourself? you should submerge yourself
for a while under water, or, just burn to death
it’s essentially worthless if i stoop to your level
but anything is possible whenever my music’s -ssembled
listen to what i do with a pencil
you think it’s cruel but you would love to be god, saying “what should i do with the devil?”

you’re going to h-ll – i know you are but what am i?

i wonder if we locked the doors of westboro baptist
one sunday, saved all of the kids and then lit the matches
if they would be able to tell the difference
from when they were burning alive in this life and then in h-ll the next minute
probably not – it blows my mind
that n0body has ran up inside during a protest or service and open fired
put in on dvd, no scenes to go behind
survivors who tried climbing their way out, hung by ropes and wires, and hopes and lies
if you knew what h-ll felt like, you would take your life
that’s only kind of what i meant, let me explain the line
if you knew how horrible things really were
you would stop complaining, you deserve to have your feelings hurt
if you knew what h-ll felt like, you would never take your life
or anyone else’s even if you’re filled with hate inside
who is h-ll for? i don’t know, beware
i’m -ssuming anyone who lives in celebration of god’s creation going there

you’re going to h-ll – i know you are but what am i?

- john wesley rap lyrics

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