were just waiting So sure...gonna die Feed boys take a bite Eat my skin God damn out of their minds again Feel fine off the wagon All nightmare Feed time
Mighty job me and for God, please come save the day If I should die before I wake, me leave a blessing for me people today Mighty job me and for God upon
Mighty job me and for God, please come save the day If I should die before I wake, me leave a blessing for the people today Mighty job me and for God
born dead Destination heaven Sittin politic with passengers from nine eleven The Lord's blessins leave me lyrically inclined Shit I ain't even got to try to shine God
Time to change has come and gone Watched your fears become your God It's your decision Overwhelmed, you chose to run Apathetic to the stunned It's
Christmas-time, Consider well and bear in mind What our good God for us has done, In sending His beloved Son. With Mary holy we should pray To God with
s Christmas time at all? Feed the world Feed the world Feed the world Let them know it's Christmas time again Feed the world Let them know it's Christmas time
mind was free Until the time that I was told [Repeat * Solo: Jens] Out in the night they laugh about me and my Knowledge and Speak prayers our god
fighting Look at your women crying Look at your young men dying The way they've always done before Look at the hate we're breeding Look at the fear we're feeding
Look at your women crying Look at your young men dying The way they've always done before Look at the hate we're breeding Look at the fear we're feeding
? Lethal, Damn you'll get hurt Cos I XL like the tag on my shirt I'll have these rappers easing back, rhyme with a swagger Feed your girl aphrodisiacs
souls unjustly slain [Chorus:] I am the weapon that strikes In the hearts of man I thrive Feeding their fear with lies I will devour I will divide I am the god
Pull out our guns, And rob the intercom, My first words would be; I believe man made god, Out of ignorance and fear, If GOd made man, Then why the hell
carry with me to this very day F**k rich let's get wealthy who else gon' feed we If I need it I'm a get it however God help me (And I don't need no hook
hand around her collar, feeding her cheese She said the taste of dollars was shitty so I fed her fifties About his whereabouts I wasn't convinced So I kept feeding
Feeding the fall I can't help but desire of falling down this time Deep in this hole am I making I can't escape Falling all this time We come to
chimes of doom Well tonight thank God it's them instead of you Feed the world Let them know it's Christmas time Feed the world Do they know it's Christmas time
