Talk about, judgement Speakin' to me with the people I'm leadin' em underway But you got it all wrong Let ye cast no judgement upon thy neighbor Before the beam of thy own eyes have been cleansed In the wicked ways of the world God gives the remission

Girl you know I,I,I, girl you know I,I,I Birthday sex Birthday sex oh oh oh oh I been fiending Wake up in the late night Been dreaming about your loving, girl Don't need candles or cake Just need your body to make you (It's the best day of the year girl)

Pull the tapeworm out of your ass, Hey My tapeworm tells me what to do My tapeworm tells me where to go When you, do come out But I cannot grow Till you eat the last of me Oh when will I be free

They say quitters never win There's a world outside of my front door That gets off on being down We only want to sing you to sleep But we walk the plank on a sinking ship Whoa, oh, oh, oh We need umbrellas on the inside A penny for your thoughts, but a

I'm going down, going down the drain Don't bring me down, I beg you Don't bring me down, I won't let you I'm going down, I don't want to change Don't bring me down, Faint light of dawn I'm listening to you breathing in and breathing out Needing nothing

I'm gonna make you mine You're hallelujah, Sunday morning All I've ever needed, wanted Underneath this pale moon sky Yeah, I'm gonna make you mine You were made to shine under Southern stars Pure as the mountain rain You're the love songs pouring out of

I'm mixing them cookies with sherbert (lean) I get the money you heard (huh) I got customers, I might fuck on her (bitch) I might pop a Perc, I might make it work (huh) I need a Fanta got syrup Young nigga hop out the vert (woah) Yah, yah, huh Yah, yah,

I was driving at the dawn But everywhere I go, everywhere I go I see you Calling love to the land ‘Cause anything I do, anything I do Is about you I was searching at the speed of sound And I go up and down until I hit the ground I need someone I was

See a man don't have to die to go to hell Well he yelled out from the back row look here preacher man We all know you're new here but you need to understand It don't really scare us when you yell and shake your fist You see we already know that hell

I'm about to lose my mind You’ve been gone for so long, I’m runnin' outta time I need a doctor, call me a doctor I need a doctor, doctor to bring me back to life I told the world one day I would pay it back Say it on tape, and lay it, record it so that