be in that bed) Jesus (wouldn't have said those things that I said) I'm learning, I'm hearing, I'm asking, What Would Jesus Do [Sean Slaughter:] Ey-yo
[Chorus: x2] I'm getting tired of the same catz, making lame trax, saying bang that It's a shame black, you sure Jesus Christ ordained that Framed that
[Chorus:] This is for my soldiers, fight to death Real Christ holders, fight to death Spirit filled warriors, fight to death Wars be the goriest, fight
, I came up with on some silly shit, Look how good it is, That show you who you dealing with, Ya'll illy, Im Iller, Im from Illinois, The big sean, why
produced this song So you know who you are, you know you were wrong No, I was not in that porn 'On Golden Blonde' Got it going on, more James Bond than Sean
much 'cause we appreciate the hate Now go get yourself a handgun, you fuckin' with a great Put it your mouth and squeeze it like your morning toothpaste Kill yourself like Sean
[music - Andre LaBarre and Sean McGrath] [lyrics - Ross Sewage] [solo: "Full-Body Piercing" by A.S. LaBarre] An aceldama littered with corpses, withered
up your dreams Of a Republic for the workin' class, economic liberty And now we're in the GPO with the bullets whizzin' by With Pearse and Sean McDermott
moon Since you assume, you've seen my sun shining And O.G.C you notice me with Heltah Skeltah vibing Wack venetian blinding Wreck from mine, charged for man slaughtering
you see? [Tek] MS and Smokey Lah wit the twenty sack of weed [Rock] Yo when you come to the door, what do you see? [Ruck] Tall Sean wit my man Swann,
's the deal pah? i hope shit is peace and love But if it ain't fuck it I'm forced to release these slugs Peep these thugs, sean price, mc most miraculous
the booth I use the restroom It's best you, Go ahead and kiss the jesus piece Cause I just blessed you, Uhh, And holy water odds against Ye It's slaughter
Now go get yourself a handgun, you fuckin wit a great Put it your mouth and squeeze it like your morning toothpaste {*gunshot*} Kill yo'self like Sean
squirt gun You ain't gotta verse better than my worst one You ain't gotta verse better than my worst one [Verse 3: Sean Price] Sean Price mad nice accept
see? [Tek] MS and Smokey Lah wit the twenty sack of weed [Rock] Yo when you come to the door, what do you see? [Ruck] Tall Sean wit my man Swann, the
you gay, you might be Catching giant balls on your head like you David Karee [Sean Price:] Yo, Kanye West welcomed niggas to the Good Life Sean stay