Now you realize that she's never coming back, You finally come to terms with that very simple fact, Now you've reached the point where you can think
you just quit the contemplating 'Cause I'll box you in your muthafuckin' mouth A whey you want come dis When you know you nuh fit You better move you
you all about thy light, right Now all thy Jokers Cards have fallen with spectacular array, so when thy Wraith is calling, walk into thy light, right Violen J
you gonna play now Get on up, get on up, get on up, get on up Every geto got a different name, but they all the same So Coolio loco gonna put you up
, La-Po Music (BMI)/Bruce Burch Publishing (SESAC) CHORUS Grandpa got runned over by a John Deere Walking home from the Moose Lodge Christmas Eve. Now you
it Your new lesson is to realize the mission when you hear it MC you, see I got this in my spirit I got verses like Mahalia singin' church hymns So strap up because you
You'll become everything you hate and all you disgust You'll forget who you were, what you did, and what you stood for You'll be trapped in your office
cut the head off the devil and I throw it at you! [Violent J:] I take so many zoloft I bleed my nose off I run up in a church and rip my fucking clothes
the dog shit out of Nazis You claim you want to put in work Plotting to blow up a church See, you devils are all the same You'll gun down a congregation
guide you But I followed your footsteps and this shouldn't surprise you, You realize you, you, you Yeah, (Chorus) I just wanna be like you, Walk like, talk like, even think like you
dog shit out of Nazis You claim you want to put in work Plotting to blow up a church See you devils are all the same You'll gun down a congregation in
your damn wife You look for the pearly white gates, but you realize your fate It's too late, 'cause you hate, you hate It's too late, 'cause you hate
shit out of Nazis You claim you want to put in work Plotting to blow up a church See you devils are all the same You'll gun down a congregation in Jesus
you But I followed your footsteps and this shouldn't surprise you, You realize you, you, you Yeah, (Chorus) I just wanna be like you, Walk like, talk like, even think like you
damn wife You look for the pearly white gates, but you realize your fate It's too late, 'cause you hate, you hate It's too late, 'cause you hate Punk
