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zhane johnson - preacher kill lyrics

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[verse 1]
put your bl–dy hands on my chest
bless my f-cking impure heart with your fest

once upon a hard time, living and dying made sense
‘cause you had the right to life and death
since royalty and politicians has risen into the paradise
you’ve lost the right to look him in the eyes
they burned and rewrote all your hagiography
they drew your fate and put you in their blacklist
take over and cut the top off pyramid (mid-mid-mid-mid)

[chorus]
suck up my life and get back what you’ve been stolen
get back the power of god, get back your power
suck up my life and get back what it’s owed to you
get back the gun of god, get it back and shoot
if it could save him
i’d let the preacher kill me while he’d be christening me
suck up my life and get it back

[verse 2]
put your bl–dy hands on my head
bless my f-cking corrupt mind in your bed (sucker-sucker)

once upon a hard time, no one called you into question
you didn’t need to clarify your actions
but they might track down the toxic substances you’re made of
and wish your sins would be washed away by god
go through the holy fire they lit up by magic
you’ll be cleansed from of your impurities
take over and challenge the laws of nature baby

[chorus]
suck up my life and get back what you’ve been stolen
get back the power of god, get back your power
suck up my life and get back what it’s owed to you
get back the gun of god, get it back and shoot
if it could save him
i’d let the preacher kill me while he’d be christening me
suck up my life and get it back

[verse 3]
“in you i trust, o my god. do not let me be put to shame
nor let my enemies triumph over me babe
no-one whose hope is in you will ever be put to shame
but they will be put to shame who are treacherous without excuse babe
show me your ways, guide me in your truth
remember not the sins of my youth, of my youth”
quoting god will lift you up
put your gun up

put your bl–dy hands on my s-x
bless my f-cking s-xual urge with your hand

once upon a hard time, they burned and killed witches
but now that’s still the same story with b-tches
draw your gun, charge up your power and f-ck the sinners
f-ck that pyramid, preacher!

[chorus]
suck up my life and get back what you’ve been stolen
get back the power of god, get back your power
suck up my life and get back what it’s owed to you
get back the gun of god, get it back and shoot
if it could save him
i’d let the preacher kill me while he’d be christening me
suck up my life and get it back

[outro]
put your bl–dy hands on my chest
bless my f-cking impure heart with your fest
put your bl–dy hands on my head
bless my f-cking corrupt mind in your bed
put your bl–dy hands on my s-x
bless my f-cking s-xual urge with your hand
put your bl–dy hands on my chest
bless my f-cking impure heart with your fest

- zhane johnson lyrics

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