Death church rising Hate church rising Lost church rising Well I look at justice in a different light I been to jail, it didn't make me right Try and conform but won't be deaf blind dumb Been beaten down, just harder I've become Hey Jesus can you help me

You know I dreamed about you I wanna hurry home to you Put on a slow, dumb show for you and crack you up So you can put a blue ribbon on my brain God, I'm very, very frightened, I'll overdo it For twenty-nine years before I saw you I missed you for, for

Just call on me and I'll send it along With love, from me to you If there's anything that you want If there's anything I can do Da da da, da da dumb dumb da I've got arms that long to hold you And keep you by my side I've got lips that long to kiss you

I'm not like them But I can pretend The sun is gone But I have a light The day is done But I'm having fun I think I'm dumb Or maybe just happy Think I'm just happy

All I ever wanted All I ever needed Just too dumb to surrender She shakes Like a mornin railway checking me out Someone on her shoulder Flickers in the bedroom She must feel it's awkward Or it's Arizona

How long has this been going on? 'Cause I ain't quite as dumb as I seem. To break up our singing this way, But there ain't any use in pretending. It could happen to us any day. Well, if friends with their fancy persuasion Don't admit that it's part of a

(Break it to me) Don't dress it up but don't beat around the bush And don't cover it up but don't push it underground And don't keep it inside and don't edit and redact And no dumbing it down I know how to mend I can rise high above the ashes I'll

Dumb plus dumb equals you Didn't get it the first time And I may not be Einstein Simple math Our love divided by the square root of pride Multiply your lifeless time I'm going out of my mind But don't think I've been so blind

Murda on the beat with the murder man Ben Simmons shake 'em with the left hand Steppin' on his dope like a step dad Too turnt up, can't help that Shittin' on a hater no Ex-Lax Watch so dumb it got kept back Bitch so thick, she can't help that 'Cause she

I don't need a hook for this one I'm, cuckoo! My triggers is stupid, you thugs is funny My guns be, goin "eh" for the love of money Dumb, fabulous rhymer give you Luger lasagna Hula hoop, hold ya, I'll put your noodles behind ya Take your takeaway, show