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letra de false profits - swag toof

-when a nation is in trouble or when you are in trouble, what you and i really need is a word from god and we need that message from god for a number of different reasons. first of all to find out what god is like, to find out what he has plnned, and then most -ssuredly to plan for the future to find out what lies ahead

[verse 1: ouija]
i wake up
brush the shake up off the scale
roll a 3.6 light it up inhale (inhale)
2 bars one bean like yeah
costs me 55 dollars to get out of my chair (here i go)
poor mama got a head of grey hair
this world’s a b-tch her sons a failure
ain’t a d-mn thing fair (but i love ya)
false profits they’ll talk to you anywhere
but not one got a f-cking thing accomplished with a prayer
i know if karma was real than i’dve been dead already
i feel like god pics and chooses those who were never ready
they show me pictures of fire like that shits fittin’ to scare me
fires metaphoric of life, b-tch we’re in h-ll already
i owe the government racks, ruined my credit heavy
tryna garnish wages they tax when they got my bread already
selling dope is a trap them mormons tried to tell me
papercut their throats with them f-ckin pamphlets they try to hand me

[chorus]
[ouija] false profits!
[choir boy] thou shalt thug, hittin liccs flippin briccs show no love
{false profits!}
thou shalt do it, you ain’t making real money unless you rob that plug
{false profits!}
thou shalt get an education, get a job, pay the loans, but you gotta be patient
{false profits}
thou shalt awaken, if you follow these profits most of y’all ain’t gonna make it

[verse 2: choir boy]
just because you in a church don’t mean you don’t lie
gospel of the gutta you can miss me with that bow tie
was in the streets, i heard the preachers, i got both sides
misleading my people man, that’s that shit i don’t like
can’t have my family lighting candles cause there’s no light
so i gotta do my share of wrong even though i know right
i want my place in the sky gotta get my glow right
bodies ain’t built for eternity but my soul might
false profits!
you may have a couple hidden in your team
broadcasting propaganda, they already on the screen
in the subway on the phone, tryna sell your -ss a dream
pedal gospel like a drug, b-tch i ain’t no fuccin fiend
that degree, that degree
boy you need that shit
get the loan, buy some books, go on and read that shit
go to cl-ss study hard, sweat and bleed that hit
graduate, where’s the job? you won’t see that shit…

[sample]
false christs and false profits will arise and perform great signs and wonders so as to lead astray if possible even the elect

[chorus]

- swag toof

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