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Everlast - God Wanna lyrics
I said God wanna fill my heart The devil wanna wear my skin Time to get the party started, everybody jump in (You got it) God wanna fill my heart The devil wanna wear my skin Time to get the party started, everybody jump in (You got it) I'm gonna bounce, rock, skate, tune in, drop out, demotivate Renegotiate for the proper rate Some that push weight have to go upstate And fucking jail bait is statutory rape And don't you never get your ass caught on tape This ain't New York, there ain't no escape And Superman’s just another pimp in a cape And even if both your eyes come up snake It's time to get wise, rise, and cut the cake Don't take much for the Earth to quake So watch what you clutch when you're on the take I'm trying to tell you, God wanna fill my heart The devil wanna wear my skin Time to get the party started, everybody jump in (You got it) God wanna fill my heart The devil wanna wear my skin Time to get the party started, everybody jump in (You got it) I don't know where I'm going, I hardly know where I've been The only thing I know for sure, the party's 'bout to begin (You got it) A thousand angels dancing, all on the head of a pin Some people live for righteousness, some people live for sin (You got it) God wanna fill my heart The devil wanna wear my skin Time to get the party started, everybody jump in (You got it) God wanna fill my heart The devil wanna wear my skin Time to get the party started, everybody jump in (You got it) Everybody jump in, Lord, everybody jump in Everybody jump in, Lord, everybody jump in (You got it) Yo, I'm a pimp, I'm a thief, I'm a killer, I'm a dealer I'm a holy man, preacher, I'm a teacher, I'm a healer I'm a mover, I'm a shaker, I'm a giver, I'm a taker I'm a longtime, bonafide, big money maker I'm a winner, I'm a loser, I'm a begger, I'm a chooser I'm a thug, I'm a boozer, I'm a chronic drug user I've been rapping, I've been mixing I'm facting and I'm fiction I'm a walking, talking, living, breathing contradiction I'm working for my God, but I'm playing with the devil Don't act like you can see me, 'cuz I'm on another level I'm a mic burner, not a Trik Turner I'll act like Ike Turner, then I'll treat you like Tina God wanna fill my heart The devil wanna wear my skin Time to get the party started, everybody jump in (You got it) God wanna fill my heart The devil wanna take my soul Daddy got a broken heart, the party's gotten out of control The party's gotten out of control, y'all, the party's gotten out of control The party's gotten out of control, y'all, the party's gotten out of control (You got it) (You got it) |
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