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No More Prisons

アーティスト:The Last Poets 

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Make a joyful noise unto the lord, all ye lame Serve the lord with gladness Come before his presence with singin Know, ye that the lord is one It is he that has made us, not we ourselves We are his people (Bells begin to ring; wind blows) In the sheep of his pasture Enter, enter, enter, enter Enter, enter, enter, enter Enter *Music starts* Robin, Robin, Robin Robin, Robin, pray Robin, Robin, Robin Robin, Robin, pray Robin, Robin, Robin Robin, Robin, pray (Verse 1:) Forgive me God, for I have forsaken thee I'm not gonna say that it's the devil that's makin me Do what I do, the things that I've done Just because I'm young, and it's all for fun I never really thought about the consequences But ever since Eazy died, I said "Now Ima listen" Yay, though I walk through the valleys of death I open my eyes, they droppin like flies, my last breath Might get snatched, taken, broke down I'm shaken Shaken by that shit that's breakin Down your nervous system So, if you're nervous listen Kissin cousins die by the dozens Because I like good lovin will I burn in a oven Fiery furnace Cause sometimes the yearn gets Tempting so I yield into temptation Intoxication mixed with fornication Face the nation, face the revelation the ending Will I be caught up in the rapture Or will I be left behind because what I'm caught up in got me captured Amazin Grace, could save a wretch like me But a wretch like me feels that Hell is already my destiny (Why?) Because I messed with He (Who?),him He who sends them The demons I see em schemin amongst my dreamin They tell me he awaits suddenly I awake I got a funny feelin it wont be long before He takes my soul that was the deal all for mass appeal Dollar dollar bill, now my fate seems sealed The nails in the coffin, he's coughin, I'm lookin Through my iris To see if he's got the virus Paranoia starts to sink in Deranged thoughts start to blink in And out of my mind playin tricks on me Sufferin with suicidal tendencies, since ten plus three On bended knee I ask what's intended for me cause I can't cope Some tellin me I ain't shit, some tellin me I ain't got no hope Confessions of a young girl stressin


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