yeah 'Cause I know God is a lie, God is a lie Everyday I look at myself and I wonder why I have written the soundtrack to the end of my life And as I
Big money I love it yeah huh you want to out and hustle Core audience a side of belief and a half-gallon of afterclap
somthing so loud and clear It would have been bought and sold We travle the space ways and doom the space of men and doom the space we're in and doom
Much machines on every fast like time's to slow This is insect speed Still outside the hospital Come time is to slow This is insect speed
c-clamp and setting them down for 7 days and 7 nights you've sewn a cloth copy of your nervous system to a turtle neck and pair tux pants outside the
We're men of station We are trouble bent just the same But we're not as hell as you
's floor crooked pearl of the one universe cleaved, tell rolling toward a corner of the cosmos in the blacked and quiet of some time "and you are all
and heavily armed yet another blues thief told in however and oneday. . . And every Monday things begin with indiscriminate street noise more vague and
black and white and what grey is bore in between and they say kids your age should be reaching for the streetlights while banking on their reproductive organs and
toward the more dramatic side of everything we are... flattered i'm sure, and what does modern child mistakenly chalk up to the humongous homogenous win column of god
yeah, because I know... God is a lie God is a lie Everyday I look at myself and I wonder why I have written the soundtrack to the end of my life And
[rythm] [Coro:] Ahora voy... a limpiar el sucio dificil donde estoy (ehhehe) OH MY GOD! Mira quien soy residente calle 13 sit back, relax and enjoy [
time you wrote a ryhme and people adored you? and now you say one ting the breeder will scortch you, thats why we resort to all the violence and torture
Long time ago No! No! Little time ago GAREKI wo someru aoi tsuki Sweet junkie girl and stealing rude boy go mai no COIN mittsu no yume machi wo deyo
world so that's irrelevant, the system think we all niggas and we not intellegent, but martin luther and malcolm taught me before I'm heavensent, the girls havin kids and
' like I ain't afraid to die And you could walk a mile in my shoes and you'd be crazy too Chorus Verse 3 Ain't no escape from a deadly fate and everyday
till there's nothing left call this 13 out of 13 motherfuckers, hahahahah i'm just playing with niggers man when yo all hear what i got, oh my god, hahahaha
if we think and wish and hope and pray it might come true Baby then there wouldn't be a single thing we couldn't do We could be married And then we'd
