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Self-fulfilling Prophecy When I walked to Jerusalem And I saw people following I thought to myself What the **** All day, all night No sleep, alright Because I’m carried by my dreams-- so it seems I hit cloud nine; because I crashed Against a glass—ceiling When I hit my head Too high Coming down, aye, down and out Looking for a substance to drown in But not go out in, **** I’ll spray some **** like graffiti on these walls I’ll color skin blue and purple When I get into brawls Because I fall hard. I mean I ball hard. But I get right back up and play If you too wrecked—to-confront-these-lyrics You should stay the **** away. I hear it? Do you hear? I can hear my wedding bells And when I hear people laugh I hear the sound of inner hell. Hellion!! Devil--seductress, baybe maybe I please get in some of that sugary sin Maybe consult Confucius door-hinge --Ask if the juice is worth the squeeze. When I walked to Jerusalem And I saw people following I thought to myself What the **** All day, all night No sleep, alright My suffering was a blessing Say if the Israeli’s got me Journalist, Arabic on my wrist Words of wisdom in my lisp Those Zionists would have shot me Thank Lord.
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Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 8:47 AM UTC
What the ****
Self-fulfilling Prophecy When I walked to Jerusalem And I saw people following I thought to myself What the **** All day, all night No sleep, alright Because I’m carried by my dreams-- so it seems I hit cloud nine; because I crashed Against a glass—ceiling When I hit my head Too high Coming down, aye, down and out Looking for a substance to drown in But not go out in, **** I’ll spray some **** like graffiti on these walls I’ll color skin blue and purple When I get into brawls Because I fall hard. I mean I ball hard. But I get right back up and play If you too wrecked—to-confront-these-lyrics You should stay the **** away. I hear it? Do you hear? I can hear my wedding bells And when I hear people laugh I hear the sound of inner hell. Hellion!! Devil--seductress, baybe maybe I please get in some of that sugary sin Maybe consult Confucius door-hinge --Ask if the juice is worth the squeeze. When I walked to Jerusalem And I saw people following I thought to myself What the **** All day, all night No sleep, alright My suffering was a blessing Say if the Israeli’s got me Journalist, Arabic on my wrist Words of wisdom in my lisp Those Zionists would have shot me Thank Lord.
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Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 8:47 AM UTC
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