this? You new here, ain't you brother? [Willie D:] Yep [Pastor:] Well welcome to Mount Paid in Full God sure is good, ain't he? [Willie D:] Sure is
Prevod: Willie D. Guess My Religion.
my resume, feelin' real fresh today Rewrite history, I don't believe in yesterday And what's black beatle anyway? A fuckin' roach I guess that's why they got me sittin' in fuckin' coach My
Lordy Lord I'm shakin' I'm petrified never been much on religion but I showed up, just fell down on my knees heard the choir singing something about good will
.S. touchin' my fourth cup Me? My only problem is I'm more fucked Knowin' in my heart I can't sleep, till I bust off nuts Weed religion, for all my niggas
that I'm missing When will they ever as for my appearance I'm too young to make my own decisions Too young to choose my own religion I'm too young to
my back is turned Watch out Gospel talk, the holy word Save the world, my back is turned You're always right, to live is sin In a perfect world, I guess we'd
heavily on my mind Free fom mental debris hose me down There my physical tame lay returnin' to its rightful place A quest for forgiveness answer The death toll Talley but my
massive BDP crew at the top of the pile Yo. In the morning I'm yawning, at noon is when I wake up Make up my bed break up the bread and said Scratching my
spit Blasphemous Dissing my lord And clocked out Where's the tough guy That told my God to go and fuck himself? [Anybody Killa:] I called apon my
in my bed I guess Easter's never coming So I'll just wait inside my head Like a scream but sort of silent Living off my nightmares Voices repeating me
except for Bad Religion can't get their sticker of my truck got my own agenda I write the rules I'll use my moms cash nobody knows are you calling me a liar yeah my
t you stay....) MATT: And I'm not letting go Of what we had so you should know That I will find you, I will mind you You were once my one IVY: One
safe inside, but I know what no one knows Where's the same, undefined by you As you're living thru my eyes Always living thru my eyes She's taking
V.S. touchin' my fourth cup Me? My only problem is I'm more fucked Knowin' in my heart I can't sleep, till I bust off nuts Weed religion, for all my
If punk's not a religion then you don't have a savior's word And it's not, so I never will subscribe to your thoughts 'Cause you've got nothing to say
