Absynthe

Sick Jacken

Organized religion is a racket, what
Dirty priests got you on your knees (macking?) Tough
All the that hype (?) Got me backing up
Dudes telling church girls "come, let's get back and fuck"
All the while cruising the isle with the basket out
Give me dough and I'll forgive your sins for now
Wow
What a deal, give me 2 up and "wow?"
I ain't the only one
all man women and chilD
Only God can be the judge of me, though
But people still pass judgement, all based on company flow
Yo
My crew is solid as fuck
Just so you know
We keep it tight as hetero asshole
(I say get humble ? I believe in higher being constantly am i unseen Hustling I'm not a fiend False city in my routine)?
Spoon with the sugar and put in the flame, the only thing I worship is my mother and the game

(ABSYNTHE)

all saints and all sinners
Balance that is all in us
Nobody is righteous Skeleton shows your cold as ISIS
True turns men to mice,
Everything shall come to light
Yea I make mistakes but fuck you if you ain't coming right
Get up off your high horse you got got whores and fight wars
Like everybody out here floss
And you get high of course
Don't trip, no love loss
But I'll be damned if I'm the one crucified on the cross
Don't take this like I'm anti'
But you won't catch me saying "Hallelujah" in a church with my hands high
This don't make me a bad guy
At least I tell truth
I don't know why ya ass lie
Man, just let me get back to this drink
Cus I really give a fuck what any of you may think
All I need is spoon with a sugar cube and put it in the flame,
The only thing I worship is my mother and the game

(ABSYNTHE)
(YEAHH)

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