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paul mooney - jesus walks lyrics

[intro]

kay eiffel:

“little did he know that this simple, seemingly innocuous act would result in his imminent death.”

harold crick:

“what? what? hey! h*llo?! what?! why? why my death? h*llo?! excuse me! when?! how imminent?!”
(‘stranger than fiction’)

yeos hazeus:

that’s what i’m sayin’

zero:

i might have it in the background

yeos hazeus:

right

zero:

you know like, just a little somethin’ to lead up?
*gasp*
swimmin’ in a pool like a pool meant for cue b*lls n*gga*
*laughs*
this some stupid sh*t
alright, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up
alright everybody shh, shh
ugh, paul mooney
[verse 1]

in a base meant for basic apex
the bas*m*nt’s covered from wall to wall
the blood, the guts of the big who fall
the rick to ross i spit the charcoal
vomit the petrol, proceed to set saul
oh f*ck i meant ‘sail’
can’t see the keys i’m faded off i missed it by a thumbnail
on the crazy train reduced to a bum rail
can i get another bump to get over the holy grail?
got slapped and asked how it felt to be a r*t*rd
and all the while still feel the need to breathe art
couldn’t find the right words to put the thought into verbs
so i felt the tension
i put my words to your domes like a learned lesson
a harsh reverend readily armed less steadily marking targets
hardly taking a break
i put the tallies on the margin, slaving away
breaking bones on mistake, n*gga i’m a sergeant
n*gga this is my wake, i’m k!lling myself
n*gga feeling the pain, not asking for help
estranged and stranded i felt
wrong for asking for listens, f*ck wealth
my time borrowed, greed is doubt
only asking that you live well
and f*ck off if the offer isn’t affordable as h*ll
i’ve caught up on the hooks
been swimming with the fishes
switching locks and giving looks
shaking hands and thinking crooks
stay demanding for strange
stray from paths, stay away
stay r*t*rded, stay regardless
it’s no wonder that you feel the same
[verse 2]

yeos hazeus:

hats off for that hood sh*t
bad cough from that good sh*t
hats off from that good sh*t
hats off from that good sh*t, woo!
hats off from that hood sh*t
bad cough from that good sh*t
we be making moves
got you on that f*ckin’ stayin’ put sh*t, woo!
hats off to that hood sh*t
bad cough from that good sh*t
hats off from that hood sh*t
hats off from that hood sh*t, woo!
hats off from that hood sh*t
couple hunnid from that good l!ck
hats off from that hood sh*t
we makin’ moves and you be on that stayin’ put sh*t, woo!
i do it, i do it
i just come through and ruin
and f*ck all you b*tches
cus’ me and you ain’t confusin’
off this motherf*ckin’ music (woo!)
swear to god i just ruin (woo!)
whoever you thought of (woo!)
motherf*cker imma slaughter! (ungh!)
motherf*cker imma k!ller! (ungh! ungh!)
swear to god this moneys turned me to a monster (b*tch?)
motherf*cker imma k!ll ya
motherf*cker i got ’em i swear
i get it, i get it, i come through and rip it
i did it, i did it, i spit it, i spit it
i come through and inflict this damage to f*ggots
i swear they can’t have it
i’m hackin’ i f*ckin’* (woo!)
swingin’ at a b*tch
never gave a f*ck, you can swing and f*ckin’ miss
ya’ll can’t do sh*t man (oh!)
swear to god i’m the hitman (oh!)

- jesus walks lyrics

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