Lyrics:
Dust On The Bible

find I asked them for the Bible when they brought it, what a shame For the dust was covered o'er it, not a fingerprint was plain Dust on the Bible, dust on

There's dust on mother's Bible its pages're worn with age And though it's old and wrinkled mama's there on every page The night the angels called her

Translation: Wells, Kitty. Dust On The Bible.

late They put the Bible in the drawer of the motel room And its crying out to be read But is stays right there collecting dust No one understands whats

I be all in Singing that Queen, Somebody to Love Rhapsody Bohemian, We Are Champions You don't wanna bite the dust better stay on your scene I drop the lyric whip bible

know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you But you think I know 'cause you know how my squad do [verse2 - Prodigy] Aiyyo, that's my word on the stack of bibles

, transgends, and lesbians, vegans and vegetarians All you brownish red and yellow ones come and join us on the coast No longer svelte, they gotta punch new holes in the Bible

change And that i'm around to see that stage In time my brother In time my brother In time my brother In time Bible in the closet collecting dust (dust) Mama on

side, four or five gold teeth On my neck be the Brolic shit, hurricane CREAM Guerilla shit, flashin the ill data things Excalate, sure raids, chez with the straps on