[Verse 1]
It’s like poison love, cruel deception
Whose direction, fools love affection, Vaccine goo injections
A satellite dish above where pharaoh might sit
Carol with a white pimp, took a sniff of nose candy
Eyes low hoe said those are family
And said she’s chasing the 38 worlds the lord promised her
A lost black girl posing in front of the photographer
Could have been the one in front of the teleprompter
Or exploring our world from helicopters
Now she’s under the care of medical doctors
Savior day saints, latter of prayers, gangster give thanks
Got ‘em out of them stairs, which way is paradise?
The shooter gave him bad advice
A drug user grab the pipes, let his steam dream the promised land
Abandoned angels with harps in their hands
The blind deception of man ‘cause when them drugs go away
He’s still hugging them graves, you’re still rubbing those grays
On your beard, asking God why you’re still here
Your hand print in vomit and beer
Shedding tears ’til they cicle from off your beard
Daddy’s home, come here
Word sincere, my man built on this paragraph
By seeing the spacecraft pass over the city like God’s hand
[Chorus]
Just think Priest
Believe in me
It’s like poison love, cruel deception
Whose direction, fools love affection, Vaccine goo injections
A satellite dish above where pharaoh might sit
Carol with a white pimp, took a sniff of nose candy
Eyes low hoe said those are family
And said she’s chasing the 38 worlds the lord promised her
A lost black girl posing in front of the photographer
Could have been the one in front of the teleprompter
Or exploring our world from helicopters
Now she’s under the care of medical doctors
Savior day saints, latter of prayers, gangster give thanks
Got ‘em out of them stairs, which way is paradise?
The shooter gave him bad advice
A drug user grab the pipes, let his steam dream the promised land
Abandoned angels with harps in their hands
The blind deception of man ‘cause when them drugs go away
He’s still hugging them graves, you’re still rubbing those grays
On your beard, asking God why you’re still here
Your hand print in vomit and beer
Shedding tears ’til they cicle from off your beard
Daddy’s home, come here
Word sincere, my man built on this paragraph
By seeing the spacecraft pass over the city like God’s hand
[Chorus]
Just think Priest
Believe in me
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