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lane-harry x ike campbell - jesus lyrics

[intro]
i’m-i’m jesus

[pre-verse]
doing shots of gasoline, smoking cigarettes
wearing white branded tee’s, diamonds on my neck
money in my hand dollar sign tryna horoscope us
bar full of hennessy, lungs full of flying lotus

[verse 1]
i can talk the talk six shots got me johnny walk it
living like a movie. go pause it and absorb it
crazy how these girls went from messaging ignoring
to jumping on my d-ck since my wallet went morbid
instagram the day read reviews from hipster critics
now the world is ours like 60 minutes
say “i love you” & “i’m widdit let me hit it”
then wake up in the morning like “b-tch i’m f-cking kidding”
ain’t n0body f-cking with me man
like a jonas brother with hiv d-mn
h-llo world! sunlight yeah saw me sober
now i’m at the pub scoring four leaf clover, i told ya
lane & ike, so apocalyptic
new lords like “f-ck scott disick”
immaculate dress, so heaven sent
love & terror cult, the new testament

[hook]
we formed a new religion
f-ck the world, is our only mission
don’t need your permission
god forbid i’m already forgiven
yeah i’m jesus
yeah i’m jesus
yeah i’m jesus
yeah i’m jesus

[verse 2]
drunk as f-ck drank barcardi screaming “f-ck cops!”
cooler than frank sinatra’s prison mugshot
high as f-ck marijuana got me bloodshot
cooler than frank sinatra’s prison mugshot
switching lanes, swerving positions
can’t put me in a box or rectangular prisms
don’t care who you are. f-ck authority
i don’t give a f-ck: pam & tommy lee
more awkward than jokes from your drunk dad
driving round miami screaming “f-ck lads”
now radio stations want me in their conversations
if i wanted a song for radio i would’ve made one
if you don’t like it then f-ggot don’t buy it
when it comes to your sh-t, i’m adele tired
so sick of these pr-cks getting oh so offended
futurama flow, i’m fly get bended

[hook]
we formed a new religion
f-ck the world, is our only mission
don’t need your permission
god forbid i’m already forgiven
yeah i’m jesus
yeah i’m jesus
yeah i’m jesus
yeah i’m jesus

[bridge]
my mind bleeds pain, my pen pours sorrow
i’m all up in your face b-tch, fred hollows
if she born in 94 she get that foreplay
f-ck her and leave her, two faced, edward mordrake
lane-harry baby, can i get a f-ck yes?
b-tch i’m in the building you ain’t even at the front desk
new jesus, thank you, y’all praise us
everything i spit is just dinosaurs & lasers
money talks so i’ll continue talking
started from the bottom mean the streets of auckland
odds are in my favour but i bet i won’t
f-ck everything. k!ll everyone
love & terror cult

[outro]
i’m jesus

- lane harry x ike campbell lyrics

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