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letra de jesus pieces - traum

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[intro]
i pour up the muddy
i pour up the muddy
i pour up the muddy

[post-chrous]
i pour up the muddy, i go out the country
they look at me funny because i’m outlandish

i pour up the muddy, i go out the country
they look at me funny because i’m outlandish

[bridge]
no mans land my n-gg-s they be outlandish
might pop all of that xanax forget all of that planning
no prayers there ain’t no telling
young lord like f-ck the reverend
all gold , these chains is heavy
we slaves to jesus pieces

[chrous ]
we slaves
we slaves
we slaves
to jesus pieces

we slaves
we slaves
we slaves
to jesus pieces

we slaves
we slaves
we slaves
to jesus pieces

we slaves
we slaves
we slaves
to jesus pieces

[verse 1]
no love, like where the value
all drugs, they help me see it
this love, i can’t believe it
this sh-t, i can not stand it
f-cked me like, where her standards
lost kid, that boy outlandish
dead friends, i hope they vanish
no soul, i left this planet

[post-chrous]
i pour up the muddy (in chains), i go out the country (in chains)
they look at me funny (in chains) because i’m outlandish (in chains)

i pour up the muddy (in chains), i go out the country (in chains)
they look at me funny (in chains) because i’m outlandish

[bridge]
no mans land my n-gg-s they be outlandish
might pop all of that xanax forget all of that planning
no prayers there ain’t no telling
young lord like f-ck the reverend
all gold , these chains is heavy
we slaves to jesus pieces
(yeeahhhh!)
no mans land my n-gg-s they be outlandish
might pop all of that xanax forget all of that planning
no prayers there ain’t no telling
young lord like f-ck the reverend
all gold , these chains is heavy
we slaves to jesus pieces

[chrous]
we slaves
we slaves
we slaves
to jesus pieces

we slaves
we slaves
we slaves
to jesus pieces

we slaves
we slaves
we slaves
to jesus pieces

we slaves
we slaves
we slaves
to jesus pieces
(hmmmmmmm)

[post chrous]
i pour up the muddy, i go out the country
they look at me funny because i’m outlandish

i pour up the muddy, i go out the country
they look at me funny because i’m outlandish

[verse 2]
i rage ,i play the stage
we rage , this not a phase
no sleep, been up for days
these dreams, feel like a daze
all eyes ,i feel the gaze
been on a mission for the p-ssion
these n-gg-s lackin and actin
the keep on cappin inactive

i rage i play the stage x2
we rage this not a phase x2
i rage i play the stage x2
we rage this not a phase x2

[outro]
the things that you see in the dark you can not help
don’t be afraid of the things that you can not see
there is eternal power in deep thought meditate anytime that you can

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