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I pray for Lord to come take me I pray for God to come save me I know that Yeshua saves thee I pray for Lord to come take me Life expectancy expectin' me Directly or indirecting me The Bible says this plight is next for me The pyrex beams light et-energy Devil screams my name with empathy Waning from the sleep I'm yet to see Jesuits, non-believers, safe naht for sinners Hatе run the deepest, so Rest in pеace to the bitchmade As the reaper slit hits with the scythe and a switchblade Weak stilts as my feet graze That's the Pew Pew won't miss Ay, so When my time does come I really hope my death not in vain or a violent one Slumped in the taxi with a silent gun Blood in the backseat still driving (uhm) I pray for Lord to come take me I pray for God to come save me I know that Yeshua saves thee I pray for Lord to come take me I got somethin' for ya, I got somethin' for all these homosexuals Just walkin' around here, with your pocketbooks With your tight pants, and your bowtie And you're walkin' like a girl You need deliverance Back to back I'm back in black, it's fuck the world cause I hate that I should have me snatched or grab a gat is up the nose and do it ASAP SOPHIE's gone, we mourn and mourn I'll give my life and I would trade that (that's facts) And it's Bagga' Vance with batarangs, It's fuck the cops and that's straight facts Let's talk about people dying Hoping the weak survive Evil minds, finding all the things to buy Children crying, fighting for a piece of mind Finite supplies, grinding for a week a time Bitches thrive, gold sink, ink-inscribed Sniffle, whine, of how much they be drinking wine Picture Biden smiling with his teeth in sight Caesar dines, the people bring a shink inside Pick at lives, picket signs Meghan Markle TV Time, well at least she tried Prince is fine, he speaks his mind People love him, Queen denies, so rich and snide Billions starving, Bezos hides Evil minds, whole business thrives Six to nine, but be on time In the line or be outside Fix your line up, think you hired Believe Obama, missiles fly Keep your honor, Jesus signs Weapons blown up, people die Fix your armor, fix your face Fix the science, fix your fate Keep the tie on Christmas day East to Zion, skip the lake Heed the pylon, see the snakes 5th like Dylan, peep the waist Grip the iron, clip the face With the lion, with the slave Jesus saves Bring the cake Eazy A Heed the way British fakes Women sprayed Pick a day Lemonade, lemonade Rip the tape See your face Lit in grey Weak delay Sweetest cake Grieve and pray Pick a day Lemonade, lemonade Twist of fate Breach the gate
Writer(s): Ashanti Mutinta Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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