entertainment and Trying to keep a singing man sane for the paying fans If I don?t make it through the night, slight change of plans Harp strings, angel wings, and praying hands Lord
wrong But fuck it it ain't productive to dwell on somethin that's lone gone My dome's blown, from twenty plus years of experimentin with whatever drug you pedalin, from acid
at what we have achieved From rock bottom all the way to the top Yeah that?s right Yall feeling this hu Verse 1 (Arabface ? Daffy) Oh everyday, I sit and pray
of desolation Their dank despair Moved His speech to leech the air "Behold the golden door To paradise is lost So praise Me as you raised your Lord
satan fucks your wife. Strife, ter- ror without a minute to pray, human beings at odds, peace becomes dis- aray, I'm humongous from Mad Max, Lord of the
Acapulco to Japan Mister Whitey Ford gets terrain explored You perpetrate that fraud you must be out your gourd It's time to make like Greg Nice, kid, and praise the lord
me love outside the front door Talkin' 'bout "Yo, whassup, ain't you Whitey Ford? I love that song 'What It's Like' and that jam 'Praise the Lord'" I
nigga front and get yo cap peeled, with that nina, that check, that ??? on that mack meal, unload and reload, I live by the streets code, and pray to lord
God, deleiver me from harm and arm me with, Sense enough to know when to quit [Chorus:] I don't wanna die I don't wanna die (lord forgive me for the
Nigga watch what you say When you talkin' to c [hook 1x] [dj paul] Put a mask on, gone in man do the shit [4x] [lord imfamous] My arteries pump acid
reek of desolation Their dank despair Moved His speech to leech the air "Behold the golden door To paradise is lost So praise Me as you raised your Lord
for real we come to share the Word of God no matter how you feel because nuff 'tings are a shame in this nation that claims to profess the Lord's name
showed me love outside the front door Talkin' 'bout "Yo, whassup, ain't you Whitey Ford? I love that song 'What It's Like' and that jam 'Praise the Lord