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[Intro: Elias Koteas, Brad Pitt, Edward Norton & Beth Gibbons] Did you ever notice how in the Bible, whenever God needed to punish someone, or make an example, or whenever God needed a killing, he sent an angel? Do you ever wonder what a creature like that must be like? A whole existence spent praising your God, but always with one wing dipped in blood. Would you ever really want to see an angel? You have to consider the possibility that God does not like you, he never wanted you In all probability, he hates you! It's not the worst thing that can happen It isn't? We don't need him We don't, I agree! I agree— Fuck damnation, man, fuck redemption We are God's unwanted children? So be it! Okay, so, I'm getting water— Listen! Is it all as it seems? So unresolved, so unredeemed If I remain, how will I know? [Verse 1: Zombie Juice] I'm no martian, I'm no goblin I'm no vampire, I'm no problem I'm nothin' more, just a figment with a force That recognize all my thoughts That realize I'm of awe A long history, historic files a mystery The truth shall be told, the time is now They cover up cover-ups to cover us And there's a price on your soul, every fuckin' one of us A ongoin' war; drugs, money, religion And the niggas in my hood don't want to hear it, they fear it A—a—a cold criminal, gat by the genital Pussy by the centerfold, ravishing indigo Appealing matter, a nifty camper with a witty camp of niggas That'll peel through niggas with any issue Feel the green in my lungs, the tab on my tongue Unravel my gun, my mind is my gun [Verse 2: Meechy Darko] In the land beyond living, all things are possible It's insane to think this really all started from a molecule Now I'm fuckin' unstoppable My past, it was hard to do Now my future's remarkable (Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha) Fuck fame, nigga, can't you see the bigger picture? Sold your soul to the Devil, well at least you got three wishes Young, witty, pompous, arrogant, malicious Blowin' kisses to the Devil as I formulate these vivid lyrics Spittin' motion picture shit while I'm standing idle, fuck a title Rather American Psycho than American Idol Chop a clip, reload the clip, barrel hits like a vinyl The universe is my shit, knew it since I was a zygote This shit I'm spittin' got your head spinnin' like a exorcism When I was young, I fought authority and reject religion Learned to see from every angle, never regret decisions At times, I feel like, "Fuck religion" 'Cause religion is division Ho, that's simple math, ho Go head and fuckin' add, ho [Outro: Rose Shephard] Yes, Jesus loves me Yes, Jesus loves me Yes, Jesus loves me For the Bible tells me so
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Credits
- Writers
- Meechy Darko
- Zombie Juice
- Erick the Architect