letra de the preacher - fates prophecy
you lie to your people
you lie to yourself
inside of your tv channel
your money can buy anything
your money can make war
now were just
politicians toys. and you?
you are a just f-ckin gambler
laughing, watching in your temple
our kids dying
injected with needles
god is so good for you
see … your cash is sacred
devils whispers calling you!!
pay and you will be save
day after day – they come here again
day after day – money’s comming back
day after day – people pay to pray
day after day – p-ss the money pack
religion and corruption, side by side
holidays with girls and drugs
you’re driving your black cadillac
smokin’ and drinking jack! ! !
getting fat with faithful’s money
your ambition is bigger than your faith
you can buy all my dreams
and i’ll pay to get in heaven
letras aleatórias
- letra de wassup - fobia kid
- letra de minerva - j j sadboy
- letra de thunda - honey dijon
- letra de по шаблону (by pattern) - booker
- letra de tus palabras - un corazón
- letra de in couches - gentian yorke
- letra de вечеринка или смерть! (party or death!) - booker
- letra de i left my richard millie - $not
- letra de nobody's perfect (live) - miley cyrus
- letra de forever - king monroe