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kyle spear [artist] - steeple chaser كلمات الأغنية

[hook] (written by f.ocean)
human beings in a mob..
what’s a mob to a king?..
what’s a king to a god?..
what’s a god to a non_believer who don’t believe in anything?..
will we make it out alive?..
alright, alright..
no church in the wild..

[verse 1]
i heard the message once from out the burning bush but then again i was probably chilling just burning kush, people content with believing the savior’s breathing new life into you through the bible that you ain’t even reading, well sh_t you got your reasons & so do i but how do you justify that angels deserve to die, while demons breathe through the deacons right in the public eye, while priests are preaching deceit that you sheeple tend to buy, jesus been trending for years, since anno domini, you ever wonder what we’ll believe in 3005?..
no h_ll could hold me, the flow’s too cold for beelzebub, no heaven needed, these holy beats coming out your sub, so grab your ticket stub & hear the pastor’s sermon, the mental images visceral, get you christians squirming, flipping your crosses over, slamming the iron gate, i’m only saying the sh_t i’m saying to make you hate!..

[verse 2]
you see it’s just too easy to get your faith’s attention, content with shedding blood but shudder when satan’s mentioned, stutter & backslide, the vatican hides lies, looks better in hindsight when dead in your gravesite, sip on the red wine, feast on the flesh of christ, get your lady wet like she was baptized twice, father, son & the holy ghost, what a hefty price, if i return the favor for life i get paradise?..
i’ll take my chances like peter, deny christ thrice, this life’s a gamble, i’m chucking a pair of loaded dice, not like you drove a hateful spear into his side, right?, not like you owe it to false jehova to keep your f_cking mind right when you think twice, brain swiped, stole your intellect under the guise of a guiding light, it’s time to rob it back, life’s more than just black & white, it’s time to mob, you abel/able to raise cain, right?..
disable the fake trains of thought that you got when you were nothing but a tot, they implanted you, embossed your every move like a hawk, pushed the holy spirit upon you like the pentecost, so what’s the cost of my sin if i indulge again & again & again & again?, your god is listening, watching me while i live, sh_t, if i don’t live up to your standards then by him i get condemned?..
i got a different way of looking at this, you got a better chance of evading your taxes, cook up on this track to open your lashes, help you to see that we live within a fraction of a fraction, don’t try to understand, make sense of the masses, they follow this book but rarely follow up with their actions, they preach the classic battle of good & evil, that ideology been around since ancient egypt, chasing the steeple, fearing where you may end up when life is over & you fade from this sequence, my verses worthy of a spot in deuteronomy, command you not to worship idols..
i.v
(the only god is me!..)

i.v
(ha, yeah, your remixes blow..)

- kyle spear artist

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