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letra de sunday service - w1reh3ad_411

[verse 1 §øűł]
uh, they looking for me
i’m down in the earth like a motherf-cking mole (like a mole)
if you dig deeper you might some f-cking gold [?]
my heart made of gold
never wanted gold
but i want it
imma get it
imma really f-cking get it (imma get it)
yo
let’s talk about sunday service
like i’m curted
i’m not drinking burban
n-gga i’m suburban (bars)
n-gga my heart is so cold and
put it in my cup
i mean it’s better than saying i shoved something up my b-tt (up my ass)
i got on 20 f-cking wave caps n-gga
imma bust ya ass with 20 f-cking caps n-gga (pop pop pop)
i f-cking own a suppressed with the f-cking crew on em (tck tck tck)
i don’t give a f-ck cause i’m so f-cking do on em (ooh)
uh, b-tch im cool cool when the luco
i don’t givе a f-ck i’m boutta k!ll this n-gga (ooh)
right now i’m boutta k!ll this n-gga (ack ack ack)
tell this pastor i’m at his house waitin
cause a n-gga took 20 just to gеt out a word (he was sayin)
bro i’m never going back to sunday service [?] (i believe in god actually)
go back in- sunday school bro and get f-cking tormented, about – kids just beating the sh-t out of their-
[verse 2 w1reh3ad_411]
why the f-ck i feel like sh-t when i walk into church
why the f-ck i don’t feel nothing when i walk past a herse
the greedy b-st-rds want money out ya f-cking purse
don’t matter if you homeless or a f-cking nurse
yuh
why the f-ck does god allow pastors to f-ck kids
but apparently it’s a sin to like the same gender
d-mn, that’s a real mind bender
go into sunday service all i see is s-x offenders
if i get a letter from them i return it back to the sender
yup
god hates you, and god hates me
i’m off this earth like my name was sheen
call him bray wyatt, cause god is a fiend
i’m part of a team
i’m boutta go berserk
on you turf b-tch

(this verse is in dedication to westboro baptist church)

(i f-cking hate everyone over there)

only 13 already suicidal
cause the churches all they do is fight tho
just tryna live my life, being told i’m going to h-ll
i’m nothing like myself, i’m a sh-ll
live like i’m stuck in a sh-ll
almost like i fell
off a d-mn cliff
can’t move, paralyzed i’m stiff
feel like martin king
scorpion, don’t come near or i’ll sting
there is nothing
to live for

- w1reh3ad_411

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