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letra de india - presby rhymez

[chorus]
india, o, india
just a man
don’t lift me up
india, o, india
he can take the sin out of cynthia
believe in him
not the end of ya
india, o, india
i bring the sword not to injure ya
i bring the sword not to injure ya!
india, o, india
just a man
don’t lift me up
india, o, india
he can take the sin out of cynthia (let’s go)
believe in him
not the end of ya
india, o, india
i bring the sword not to injure ya
i bring the sword not to injure ya! (let’s go)

[verse 1]
i’m bringing the sword, it’s not the vedas (nah)
the word of lord in isaiah
why worship an idol it doesn’t save ya
from the wrath of god, now you’re in danger (woo)
you broke his law cause you’re a hater
but stand in awe and then you bathe him
your little god to gain some favor
but fall like curry and burn ya taste buds
so confess with your tongue that there’s one creator, uh (uh)
why dress like a monk and bless your idols, huh?
did they make ya? (nah)
brahma is drama or made up like harry potter
you claim that everything’s god but deceive yourself like yogananda!
[chorus]
india, o, india
just a man
don’t lift me up
india, o, india
he can take the sin out of cynthia
believe in him
not the end of ya
india, o, india
i bring the sword not to injure ya
i bring the sword not to injure ya!
india, o, india
just a man
don’t lift me up
india, o, india
he can take the sin out of cynthia (let’s go)
believe in him
not the end of ya
india, o, india
i bring the sword not to injure ya
i bring the sword not to injure ya! (let’s go)

[verse 2]
karma ain’t right (nah)
what did you do to get this life? (life)
you’re not a fly (nope)
were you good or a bad guy?
you don’t know what you were (were)
and you don’t know what you’ll be (be)
what karma did she deserve? husband dies in sleep (ahh)
see her pain
but you have blind faith
let me tell you what awaits
a lake of fire
for those who don’t repent and trust in the messiah (trust)
come to jesus (come)
dump the gita
he died and rose for me a heathen (what?)
now at the right hand and interceding
for all who trust what he did!
[chorus]
india, o, india
just a man
don’t lift me up
india, o, india
he can take the sin out of cynthia
believe in him
not the end of ya
india, o, india
i bring the sword not to injure ya
i bring the sword not to injure ya!
india, o, india
just a man
don’t lift me up
india, o, india
he can take the sin out of cynthia (let’s go)
believe in him
not the end of ya
india, o, india
i bring the sword not to injure ya
i bring the sword not to injure ya! (let’s go)

[outro]
“he that believeth on him is not condemned: but he that believeth not is condemned already, because he hath not believed in the name of the only begotten son of god.” yeah, go read john!

- presby rhymez

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