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Look, it go one, two, (turn it up!)
The Devil's me (little louder!)
Four, five, six
She's throwin' sticks (yeah!)
Seven, eight,
She every time (little louder!)
Hallelujah,
Hallelujah, I'm more a man
(Aye, aye, yo, man, your hand out of my pocket!)

This time around, we takin' to church
serpents with sermons with curse words
You can do all through Jesus Christ
All the time God is good and God is all the time
all day every week
Numerous funeral for PaKK music beats
(Do Thou Wilt)
The front line's me and I have no fear
My pump the same blood as Jehovah's son
Or Joseph, if you go there
Hail Mary coming up with lies to fairies out of nowhere
Can't help my selfish
My life is 'bout the vices, (yeah, so)
It could all be so simple, but complicated
I go the whole nation, saying "Stop the violence"
But it's ten times enough alone fightin' temptation
Face facts, still as Aleister Crowley
You know me
No, you niggas know me, I take that back
the dead man that's chalked out
On the bottom of the
Of my deadline snapback, I used to shop at
But I'm still over niggas heads, like ceilings and bright
I'm just an Carson kid with chandelier up in my shed
My soul on fire, got this nature from Ras Kass
An is a molecule and Adam was a maricón
But if he would've ate that apple, he'd be mad sad
And would've pulled the leaves off of Eve
And all that ass
Like a true mack, true that, that, sit tight
Listen, listen, and understand
Or give me some insight
You get on your every night
To pray to a man that you barely
Or have seen with your eyes closed
Then turn and do the same thing
Get on your knees, put a ring
On the that you wanna call your wife
ain't right, yo

(Soul, let these know!)

Way back when I was in grade school, I learned history
But what her story—did anybody ask?
Hm, with all
I think the American was designed by fags
I had it before the spotlight
I got a gold key and Benjamin kite, nigga, I'm bright
HiiiPower shit is limitless
You tryna fuck a
I'm tryin' to deflower Queen Elizabeth
Just to be precise, who knew that really meant
The genealogy of This shit ridiculous
The chicken came the egg is my hypothesis, and
This a album, this an algorithm, yeah
We went from pickin' cotton for men in and stockings
To liberation and renaissances—what is nonsense?!
And we don't speak on sexism much as we really
The black man could before the woman could
You singin' in church, I'm lookin' for the her's
In 66 in the Bible, they ain't let a lady say one word
Clinton is out somewhere
Tryin' to get in the Senate
I'm getting head and I'm sinnin', nigga, I'm nature