never learned to pick and choose My freedom violated contracts of a corporate rule When I die I wanna taste of hope When in doubt, I'll call the ghost
mouth full of pig's feet Thy shouldn't eat the swine flesh Your body is a mess, but you're blessed with the father, son, spirit and the holy ghost But
the holy ghost But my whole neigborhood is comatose Lookin' for survival The devil made you a slave and he gave you a bible 400 years gettin' our ass kicked By so-called
-ass bitch Puttin her before the scrill' all the time, yaknowhatI'msayin? Man I got this nigga transcripts, and every-mother-fuckin thang Tellin this bitch all my mother
of glacers, Titanic flow, Titanic dough, women on my nuts like "Where da Titanic go?" I been scourin' da earth, makin' my fans catch da holy ghost at
Ghost of Mother Lingering death Ghost on Mother's Bed Black strands on the pillow Contour of her health Twisted face upon the head Ghost of perdition
Ghost of Mother Lingering death Ghost on Mother's bed Black strands on the pillow Contour of her health Twisted face upon the head Ghost of perdition
spirit and the holy ghost But my whole neighborhood is comatose Lookin' for survival The devil made you a slave and he gave you a bible 400 years gettin' our ass kicked By so-called
Holy Ghost But my whole neighborhood is comatose Lookin' for survival The Devil made you a slave an' he gave you a Bible 400 years of gettin' our ass kicked By so called
Puttin' her before the scrill' all the time, ya knowhatI'msayin? Man I got this nigga transcripts, and every mother fuckin' thang Tellin' this bitch all my mother
than hope? Is it waiting for us at the end of our rope? I say it's love! I say it's love! Is it the one you call home? Is it the Holy Land? Is it standing
In the merry month of june, from me home I started left the girls of Tuam, so sad and broken hearted saluted father dear, kissed me darlin' mother drank
look like my neck's full of glaciers Titanic flow, Titanic dough, women on my nuts like "Where da Titanic go?" I been scourin' da earth, makin' my fans Catch da holy ghost
fighting for God Killing for peace How many people have bit the dust? How many have you left to die? Father, Son, Holy Ghost Virgin Mary, Mother of God
, or borrow Two nickels or a dime, call me on the phone Oh, I'll meet you at Alamo Mission And we will say our prayers The Holy Ghost and the Virgin Mother
I said I love you just the same And I don't know why I came I know it can't be the same Father, Son and Holy Ghost, Mother Mary, Holy Host Did
connections to the Son of Sam and Uncle Sam So SamIam keep ya fuckin eggs and ham! Performing alien brain scans and spiritual exams While the mother ship lands on holy
