by Christ to go preach to the masses He wasn?t a disciple, Christ took the lashes And since the twelve didn?t know him they questioned his passion But he preached the gospel
us 'round Lesson 1 gives the reason why we all in this now God predestined he would save this Thessalonians town He elected us for truth and Paul strolled into town Without the Gospel
in every time zone Uh, time is money, my grind is hungry, it's for my dudes and my dime honeys (I got what y'all need) Things run up in it mass where
to the Savior, and then you'll rake that paper in? Face it friends, they made Jesus they holy ATM Paul would appalled, this gospel would be disgrace to Him This false gospel
!" From a heart of darkness came a twisted faith Reaching to the far east with a burning hate. The thunder of the drums of war decended on the masses
refute the gospel of truth to hank As reminded of when we are drunk Of thick smell of love Panting passages of arcane hours In our high mass in the dark
I was in no position to minister to anybody at all cause I wasnt sure if I was a christian at that moment dog I was skipping classes hanging with the masses
all that's holy that they speak the gospel truth they're lying bastards Dominate the destitute,circumvent.Persecute the conscience of the masses Helplessly
[Chorus:] One time for the masses Two times for the Nesians on the floor dancing Throw your hands up [Verse:] Now all ahead full throttle get it popp
jour ou j?ai trouve ses phrases Placer la ou se trouve notre endurance, j?veux pas des c?urs au pas danse C?est comme au gospel, la s?ur de mon enveloppe
One of the boys said if I tried it, Everythin' would be alright. Talked to doctor scromaxy, mail order messiah His black book is gospel, his scripture unclean With mass
round Lesson 1 gives the reason why we all in this now God predestined he would save this Thessalonians town He elected us for truth and Paul strolled into town Without the Gospel
stone The ravens pick the tombs Sathan's hovering above the black mass [Lead: Helmuth] The twisted hymns - will forever be preached A gospel of sickness
We need no fucking preachers in our life Help yourself! (Help yourself) And all you mighty gods can go to Hell Opium for brainless masses Inane blabber
: Jesus is religion is religion so pure Eternal supplication to the son of a whore Evangelizing masses with a vision of war Infectious propaganda is
I drop jewels in your head like it's Purell shampoo Martin Luther King & Malcolm X, Don' and Baby U Spit the gospel in our rap, take brothers to church