And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore
Jesus, it's been ten month's since he died in the war
Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate
A baby's born, trumpet sounds, jesus in the manger laid,
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
They'll tell you i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress
Hey, don't do anything that i say in this song, okay? it's fuckin' fiction
That is ran buy jesus' crusifiction, but im not in the position
There'll be a parade in my name
Oh you a muslim now, no more dope game
Seems like there s a killer on the scene
To win today would just seem like a lavish dream
9 months while holding in life
But there is no hope for him to live
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