| We will shine in his presence
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| The truthful — when we find all his blessings
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| The power — we shall receive
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| Yahwu — eternity
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| The judgment — is coming swiftly
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| The kingdom — the golden city
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| That mission — fire and brimstone
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| Freedom — no more hate 'cause our skin tone
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| What if you found out everything you’ve been told was a lie
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| And the only way to find out the truth was to go inside yourself
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| And no one to provide you with help
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| Would you reach for that nine in your belt?
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| Or go get the rifle from you shelf
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| Put the barrel to your mouth and blow your own brains out
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| Or do you want a second to figure this whole thing out?
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| What if I told you nothing is really what it appears to be You wouldn’t believe me Cause you a program from reality
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| Little fluffy bears, little cute lions
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| Thanksgiving Day, the underworld alliance
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| Secret societies, the brotherhood system
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| You can only join as a client
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| Spy satellite dishes, Christmas, the protocols of Zion
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| Science they stole from the Mayans
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| What if you found out the man in the pic
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| posing as Jesus was really Cesare -- Borgia
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| Would you do some study on that?
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| And would you really care?
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| What if you found out that the United States was a business
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| That’s why they never address the president as the president of America
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| Would you go in mass hysteria?
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| But the president of a corp like your boss
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| Your corp is named United States
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| Would you unite or separate?
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| So who’s the presidents of Americans?
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| (Chorus) Priest
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| Glory — we shall shine in his presence
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| The truthful — when we find all his blessings
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| The power — we shall receive
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| Yahwu — eternity
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| The judgment — is coming swiftly
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| The kingdom — the golden city
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| That mission — fire and brimstone
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| Freedom — no more hate 'cause our skin tone
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| It’s coming — with angels with swords
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| The fallen — shall be my war
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| For us — Jeshurun
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| For us — Jeshurun
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| From ashes to skull and bone
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| Bone to flesh, back to life, back to breath
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| Out of the dark came the light
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| And out of the life back to death
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| We all gotta go, it’s the inevitable
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| Like the meek humble, good in heart
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| Inheriting the Merrill Lynch, fuck the sharing
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| We want America for vacation spot
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| Gracious opt, mansions in Morocco
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| Vatos, no more potholes
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| We sell the pacific, terrific ain’t it Known nation wide we famous for the ink pen paintbrush
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| Cause animals ain’t us We the royal family, lost tribes in Egypt
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| Fell victim to the vanity
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| No different from the cameras we be in
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| Damaging the man and your sin is the end result
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| Diminishing even though we need the benjamins
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| Balance is the key, I’m ready for a dominion y’all
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| I’m finished man
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| (Chorus) Priest
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| Glory
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| The truthful
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| The power — we shall receive
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| Yahwu — eternity
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| The judgment — is coming swiftly
|
| The kingdom — the golden city
|
| That mission — fire and brimstone
|
| Freedom — no more hate 'cause our skin tone
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| It’s coming — with angels with swords
|
| The fallen — shall be my war
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| For us — Jeshurun
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| For us — Jeshurun |