These fuckin' snakes man Fuckin' up our lives I'll take a piss in your oil fields I want some motherfuckin' payback so, yo I wanna run for president, and the focal point when I'm campaigning Is to put FEMA to work on a plantation at Camp David Demand

Mmmmm-mmmmm I's up this mornin' Ah, blues walkin' like a man Is a low-down shakin' chill Worried blues Give me your right hand And the blues fell, mama's child Tore me all upside-down Blues fell, mam's child

So what you gonna do about it Happy just to be in lust Never have to eat no dust Everybody talk about You're dyin' and you're screamin' inside Oh you're guilty way before you been tried It's crazy but you're diggin' it You feel it in the summertime blues

I can feel the thunder that’s breaking in your heart I can see through the scars inside you Can you hear the rumble? Can you hear the rumble that’s calling? Can’t you see that you’re lost without me? I feel your presence amongst us You cannot hide in the

The dead have come to claim a debt from thee I come old friend from Hell tonight Across the rotting sea Nor the nails of the cross Nor the blood of Christ Can bring you help this eve They stand outside your door Four score and three Did you keep a watch

Nailed inside my head, F*** this I don't need your s***, All the lies deceit and arrogance, Talk your s*** like my life is some kinda game, Like you f***in' know me, Just go far away and be small, Run far away and be small, Go lie in a hole and be small,

We'll run where lights won't chase us Hide where love can save us I will never let you go Breathing you in when I want you out Finding our truth in a hope of doubt Lying inside our quiet drama Wearing your heart like a stolen dream Opening skies with

You can buy your hair if it won't grow You can buy all the make up that M.A.C. can make But if you can't look inside you Be in the position to make me feel so You can fix your nose if he says so Find out who am I to Damn unpretty Oh oh, oh oh oh My

If your man get personal, want to have your fun I got women's in Vicksburg, clean on into Tennessee Lord, I'm goin' to Rosedale, gon' take my rider by my side Best come on back to Friar's Point, mama, barrelhouse all night long But my Friar's Point

Raise your fist, evangelist Ave mater dolorosa Eos crucem lacrimosa Raise, raise, raise your fist With power and pride And God on our side We follow the holy way Stand and scream for all the world today Cantus dominus