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ARCHIE BANG lyrics : "Blasphemy"

Yeah let the choir say call the prayer
Sons of Abraham have fallen where
Testim is rejected often is fast

Where the money is accepted
Guys forget they lessons
Trying to keep my soul

But I'm falling in
In the street quick swim, circle swim
Outcasted, take a walk with them

$#&@ing lady justice
Coming down in scales
Homey wait, Imma get my !@$@s outta jail

Sold'em a dream, a cocaine (*##$es
Staying the same, here's a lotto ticket
Try your luck but find yourself cuffed

In the back of the truck like let's make a
Deal, was it good for the outcome what it takes to make real
Doing number 2 but come out rodent, vermin

Carriers on the stitch closed curtains

Friday mixing lots, Saturday mixing temples

Saturday gave confessions to the evil, let us pay through
Monday I'm back to groupies getting hit in the window
Friday mixing lots, Saturday mixing temples

Saturday gave confessions to the evil, let us pay through
Monday I'm back to groupies getting hit in the window


Losing my religion, major understatement
Might find it on the blood stained pavement
This what an adolescence, stained with

And stainless steel bracelets
Broken homes in the value getting money
Got these !@$@s running around like King Kong Kobe

Go for the low and the gut is so lonely
In a see full of seals the...goes
Respect of the law don't exist where they coming from

Fell 4 years pris, I bought one lights
The truth cutting deep, got knocked to my knees
Back on my feet, stuck the past...

Before I could see, call it blasphemy
Call it Grammy
Let me give a $#&@ if you got one you gimme


Friday mixing lots, Saturday mixing temples
Saturday gave confessions to the evil, let us pay through

Monday I'm back to groupies getting hit in the window
Friday mixing lots, Saturday mixing temples
Saturday gave confessions to the evil, let us pay through

Monday I'm back to groupies getting hit in the window

Who are you carryin all those bricks for?

God? Is that it? God?
Well I tell ya
Let me give you a little inside information about God

God likes to watch
He's a prankster
Think about it

He gives man instincts
He gives you this extraordinary gift
And then what does He do

I swear for His own amu!@&(t,
His own private, cosmic gag reel
He sets the rules in opposition

It's the goof of all time
Look but don't touch

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