Lyrics

Ain't no good news they just fraud them Like a Christian without the gospels Claiming god will solve their problems Now they holding on to columns Pray that shit don't fall Guess I'm one more Muslim than the Muslims More Christian than the common God will implode them out my way, I'll call them make sure they at the bottom Slave will die another day Just know there's ways to call them Jesus ain't the only way Them bogus politician goblins Fucking politics ain't smooth, remains fallen like an angel autumn Lethal devil got me toxic Only fecal matter in my way is people Still Wearing black from head to bottom woah ISIL fucking color combo black from head to feet Admit my own defeat like gothic suicidal creeps Here at the west Look like the best I hate the quest and hate the pests and the stress up in my chest They all the same to me including me, a circle argument I lay to rest Just another fucking bless Always more and always less If I get them fucking dollars it won't seem so fucking bad I guess I don't wanna be alone With light sunshine bright with my lord A quarter of life in my room And the only one I knew is you I'm the only one who's blue I'm a loaner all I want is you Cross my heart and I hope you lose I lost my life all in the gloom Falling in a trance of doom Balling my eyes till I lose Your respect I worked to fool While my life crashes too soon I might die inside coop Think of bitches who I lose Left them bitches tho I won Fuck around and grab gun Shooting loved ones I give up Burn in hell all just for fun I might end up on a stool Telling jokes until I'm booed Make them laugh while on the noose Manipulated care for you What'd I learned while on the dunes? Live my life inside a booth
Writer(s): Abdulla Alsuwaimel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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