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Play God
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Play God was released on June 22, 2011 by Red Menace Records as a part of the album LIVE Backwards
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Release DateJune 22, 2011
LabelRed Menace Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Shinners
John Shinners
Songwriter
Ryan Patrick Jennings
Ryan Patrick Jennings
Songwriter

Lyrics

You don't take fucking human lives like this and just sabotage and rip it apart like Jesus on the cross!
(Control yourself)
(It's over)
Run, little girl, I know where you are
Didn't think I'd see you under the bed, but there you are
Backseat of your car, a gentleman with a blade
Kisses sweet as cinnamons, and she screams "Are you okay?!"
Daddy got it made (Made), the undead butcher
You ever made love by the lake? Then I'll push ya
Feel the cold water, sinkin' like a stone
I'm an ax murder app, you can sync it to your phone
Blink and then I'm gone (Gone), rubber-gloved bandit
It looks like a mess, but I motherfuckin' planned it
You panic, and this is not the time to get frantic
Oh, please, on your knees, got you prayin' like a mantis
Please! Don't insult me with that weak shit
If God loved you, why the fuck'd he let me creep in?
I'll let it seep in, you're all alone here
Chained to the radiator you ain't goin' nowhere
You ain't goin' nowhere
You ain't goin' nowhere
You ain't goin' nowhere
You ain't goin' nowhere
Open up, say, "ah"
Pop the trunk, let's play God
Open up, say, "ah"
Pop the trunk, let's play God
Play God
Play God
Play God, Live Backwards
Damn, you're beautiful, I dreamed you this way
With your eyeliner runnin', trynna scream through the tape
Baby, I could probably just leave you this way
I'm a star, and nobody would believe you
I walk in the cathedral, hear the low hum of my presence
The word Live backwards shakes your very essence
Cemetery message, read it on the plaque
While you're tryin' to count your blessings, I will teach you to subtract
False hope!
Throw another penny in a wishing well
My knife will make a woman out you, but I never kiss and tell (Wicked)
I'm a first class ticket for a trip to Hell
Atlas never shrugged, he was drugged
He tripped and fell
I'm not even a Christian when it helps
If you wanna hear that fake shit, listen to yourself
I embody this terrifying crash behind a road flare
You're pinned underneath, you ain't goin' nowhere
You ain't goin' nowhere
You ain't goin' nowhere
You ain't goin' nowhere
Open up, say, "ah"
Pop the trunk, let's play God
Open up, say, "ah"
Pop the trunk, let's play God
Let's play God
Let's play God
Let's play God
Let's play God
Written by: John Shinners, Ryan Patrick Jennings
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