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operation: kill hannah montana (generation y) - devon hendryx lyrics

lord forgive me for what i’m about to do

[verse 1]
heavenly father, once again
i hate to bother it over
your proposition and i can’t
accept your offer
i’m far from being a saint and
i struggle to find a purpose (purpose)
but when i thought it over
i find heaven just ain’t worth it
sung every single hymn
read every single verse
so much hotter that my bible
looks like ricky martin’s purse
now when i was prophesizing
playin’ preacher man’s side
i set aside a little bit
of change for a church t-the
now with all these late bills and unpaid fees
that same f-cking t-the’s now used for taxis
’cause i don’t really need your pretentious affection
or your son’s face on my chain for protection
just thought i would mention
sick of all this repentin’
through talkin’ to you as soon as i say amen

[verse 2]
racists, suck they sins and [?]
praying for different ways
banging at you for the day
when the rain falls down
and the truth gets drowned
and our lives go into motion (brrr)
k!llin’ every n-gga floatin’
first under the water
are the queens of dark tones
they lord to the limit
disregarded by their own
sleep alone on summer nights
’cause n-ggas like they women like white right?
everything opposite of the night
in fact heavy hitters won’t even try to react
includin’ me, so f-ck off b-tch spare me your act
i’d rather be on the ground pushing kilos to zeros
than feed one of these stank ho’s egos (yeah)
uneducated ‘migo with a master’s
i met the girl of my dreams and i rode right past her
b-tch

[bridge]
the f-ck you lookin’ at?
that’s right n-gga f-ck off
get the h-ll out

[verse 3]
(uh) storing in the bases
getting caught for sh-t that other people get away with
all around the world, it’s the same sh-t
different men in boxers show they -ss when i p-ss
[?] ’cause i wouldn’t dare kiss it
it’s just how i was raised in the city of [?]
swallow your pride
or lose every season like lane kiffin
some will say “f-ck religion”
others go on a mission to
reach a [?] and convert
them back into christians (christians)
it’s the hoods that i’m missin’
you listenin’?
not the thickest bush in the room
but i’m van der sloot, and f-ck ’em
i was born to make these rednecks fear me
gauge out their eyes and make these pixies see clearly
anna, i know you miss my khaki polo cap
ever since your body declared war and your heart attack
it was a journey but i don’t regret a mile
i was starin’ at the tumor
that’s when i heard a rumor
all crackers is racist
n-ggas just complain
and obama still f-ckin’ up
thoughts of a champion
i’m livin’ like a martyr in this whitewashed world
’cause life’s a rich white man who hates black girls
and johnny man says “n-ggas like they be [?]
i got b-tches in the coupe just like huey newton, shoot!
it ain’t no squares in this circle: you boxed out
i treat you like these rappers and actors
so i got nothin’ but cause for these crackers
chicken for these coons
slap a —- with the quran:
jesus loves you motherf-cker

[outro]
think i’m scared of you huh?
f-ck you n-gga
f-ck you
f-ck you
f-ck n-ggas
f-ck b-tches
f-ck obama
f-ck everybody
we through with this sh-t

- devon hendryx lyrics

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