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letra de hanna finds god - lorenzo asher

[verse 1]

they will, invade your sp-ce like a projectile
trajectory erectile dysfunctional reptiles
don’t f-ck with the west now
case files, cl-ssified information protect style
higher ups fire up jet engines
that’s private funds they spending
on islands run by villains
open fire on civilians
somalian pirates have infiltrated the compound
evacuation is vital, this message from downtown
your magistrates recital
your majesty where’d his eye go
pardon me this is vile
it’s either he goes or i go
survival
so i won’t
wait till your family come, i hope they drown in your blood
i hope they chasing your soul, i hope it’s too late to run
i hope you never go home, i hope god don’t have a son
hope they all were just lies, hope your mind was a nun
i hope, i hope obama doesn’t win on this run
so they can take back the blame and they can fix what they’ve done
i hope the fire would rain, i point and shoot at the sun
hope the world would turn gray, and all the demons would come
and show them selves instead of hiding
capture minds of bin laden’s, and joe biden’s
and the popes coat linings
questions for sinners, they both lying
so f-ck ’em all, f-ck what you bought
have s-x with yo thoughts
living is nothing, death is just art
it’s, arctic, smart chick, heart sick
away to study and party
for four years, now that’s gnarly
then get an expensive piece of paper notarized
by some n0ble guys
find out that all those polls were lies
and her entire dreams were pulverized
sorry, ha, they lied to ya
but h-ll you do mind, do ya?
and if you do screw ya
but thank you for your tuition
and if you end up homeless we will fund they city mission
and if you end up boneless then they can say you were chicken
but you can’t say that you saw me
i’m sorry but i got to live here
glory

[hook]

you’ve been talking about cleaning
you could’ve been done by now
talking about leaving but
i think you’d have run by now
talking about leaving, talking about leaving
oh we need hanna, oh we need glory
oh we need hanna, oh we need glory

[verse 2]

my [?] cord belong to albinoni, playing concerto
sophisticated weirdo
was dealing with alimony
we support our love
die, destroyed, the rush of doing drugs
from a 20 story balcony, looking up
hoping to jump
color blind, still leaves black and white
but that’s ok, how does a man decide another man
is just a slave who made the rules who gave the roads huh?
african jesus shows up
bronze, hair made of wool so what’s this image they’ve shown us
we’ve been bamboozled, from bamboo to noodles and chicken
the biggest lie though is the bible organized your religion
and mortified our description or depiction
to set up boundaries and forced us to live in these conditions
called the cavalry
they hung us with no cross, tried to exterminate our race
i’m talking bout the holocaust cause we lost millions in that place
and every treaty was in awed from us dissolved and then we drank
and all the vomit that was caused from alcohol became the hate

[hook]

- lorenzo asher

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