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Church The View

If you bounce around like an adult ball Oh yeah, oh yeah, it's nice up there Be a lighthouse, don't block out your view Whispers in a cream cake Sweet

Lover face, I'll view you as the revolver Introduced in my play, act one Lover face, wanna make you ejaculate Until it's no longer fun I confess to really

window with an ocean view You're sure to fall in love with Old Cape Cod Winding roads that seem to beckon you Miles of green beneath the skies of blue Church

a car crash gets you off you've lost your grip When a fuck is not enough you know you've slipped When the church is full it means you've just been

It's all goin' to hell It's all goin' to hell Yup, we livin' in hell Every Sunday dressin' up, catchin' gossip at its worst Couldn't see the difference in the Baptist and the Catholic Church

after death if we suffer and pray Even though they fuck us off in this life today And that white Jesus hangin on the wall in church ain't a part of a

after death if we suffer and pray Even though they fuck us off in this life today And that white Jesus hangin on the wall in church ain't a part of a

Puuusssssssssssssyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy-ah [Verse 1 - Pusha T] All I wanted growing up was remote controls Now my whole life remote control, hit the block dope control Got ghetto corners choking slow Grandmama go to church

it to wipe their feet Never the righteous man forsaken Never the righteous man Been to 48 states I remember a few Having higher skylines and a wide angle view