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chris power - veinity كلمات الأغنية

i’m more than magic
i’m mortal man
i’m more than sacred
a mortal can
you really think immortals wait?

god’s really only good as his blessing
i go way gooder workin sixty or six and sixin’
yo god in sixty seconds or freed
hey it’s just a suggestion
and i’ll be sure to tell him square if he’d answer my questions bout when almighty plans to square up my grandpa’s pension
stead all i’m hearing is:
come on now won’tcha help?
divinity’s expensive
five’ll do
to me the sixth figure senseless
penceless
americas stew
miracle?
end less
god forbid ya learn to live with livid like i did but you’d probably get why they had to spray my place six times
i swear i’m tryin’ not to let ’em but the bed bugs bite
sleepin’ in the tub some nights
but roaches hide in curtains so i usually end up on the balcony cuz i won’t win that fight
god in the distance
life an oversight

think god ever got tied up and f-cked in a bas-m-nt?
dog bowl for supper
bl–dy mess where his face went?
i doubt it
yo what’s worse:
doin’ some dumb sh-t
or lookin’ back later and laughin’ ’bout it?
god wouldn’t know
he wasn’t chosen to be greater
couldn’t care to understand what’s to be lesser than creator
might call em the greatest understatement never made

stab me and i leak out like that goo in flies do when i hit em
slap me in my face and i go through with a fit as i throwin’ my sticks and my middle fingers
think god’s ever been so f-cking high he starts writing notes for his family to try and go figure?
been a babe addicted to the c0ke in momma’s veins and born withdrawning from the pain of being
is it god’s will that poppa downs the pills with fifth of vodka
blames and k!lls the doctor then himself screamin:
‘that quack might k!ll again
somebody had to stop em!’?
is he varicose
he got that ball pain like a hammer?
heart burns on the daily
when afraid does he stammer?
if i share his image how i know it’s him or me reflecting?
wish i knew cuz don’t that mean he finds me just as disgusting as i find him?
his hope is confinement
throw the book
i do his work without the raise
ain’t no consignment
and if that means we won’t see eye to eye then go and find him
say i sent ya
you’ll find your worship’s in absentia
sick or tired

- chris power

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