this world that we live in, there's all kinds of pimps You got ya playas, ya ballas, ya macs, ya gorrilla pimps that take what they want Ya all-star
children. Deja vu, could be I'm dreaming, But we all ask for divine reason, While still breathing, and until leaving. Who?, What?, When? Where?, How? But most of all
congregation prays Collection plate is passed your way Jesus looks down from sky On their knees the congregation prays Collection plate is passed your way Jesus
flood When I'm sad I fuckin' cry blood (*Crying*) Then I eat kneecaps and shins, when I look into your eyes I'll make you cough up your organs Plus, you
the congregation prays Collection plate is passed your way Jesus looks down from sky A tear fills his eyes In the fires of hell you're all gonna pay
this world that we live in, there's all kinds of pimps You got ya playas, ya ballas, ya macs, ya gorrilla pimps that take what they want Ya all-star pimps
