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letra de 27 - clyde cyrus

arm, leg, leg, arm, head, this a god body
the illuminati constantly illuminates the naughty
souls traded for used shotties and new bugattis
but i’d never make that type of agreement, i’m too godly
and i’m not even a human, probably
i am just a deity frequently leaving the universe repeatedly
i’m on jupiter, just spoke to lucifer
she handed me the basic instructions before leaving earth
cause life is a b-tch and ain’t no telling what i’ll do to her
hopefully i’ll do whatеver that helps
but it’s a real thin wall bеtween heaven and h-ll
and n-ggas still bend laws inside a federal jail
well, i been the specialist, might collect your reverend’s collection bin
and still turning heads like the exorcist
my power is unlimited, consciousness is infinite
always omni-present tense, race-dismissive & genderless
i am no religion, b-tch, your denomination is irrelevant
i dominate the nation of your residence and president
heaven-sent to tell 27 chicks to make like a reversed virgin and go celibate

[hook]
clyde, come reside in my wormhole
why? because i am immortal
die or comply with my morals
i can’t even try to be normal
i can’t even dive deep inside of your portal
why? because i am a mortal
i’m living life paranormal
i can’t even, i can’t even
i can’t even try to be god
i am speaking to you right now
i really think i need to pipe down
why did somebody turn the lights out?
aw sh-t, i guess we all finna die now

- clyde cyrus

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