| Four, five, six
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| She’s always throwin' sticks (yeah!)
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| Seven, eight, nine
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| She misses every time (little louder!)
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| Hallelujah, hallelujah
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| Hallelujah, I’m more than a man
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| (Aye, aye, yo, man, g-g-get your hand out of my pocket!)
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| This time around, we takin' atheists to church
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| Servin' serpents with sermons with curse words
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| You can do all things through Jesus Christ
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| All the time God is good and God is good all the time
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| 24/7 all day every week
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| Numerous funeral services for PaKK music beats
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| (Do What Thou Wilt)
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| The front line’s behind me and I have no fear
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| My heart pump the same blood as Jehovah’s son
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| Or Joseph, if you wanna go there
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| Hail Mary coming up with lies to tell fairies out of nowhere
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| Can’t help my selfish desires
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| My life is 'bout the vices, nigga (yeah, so)
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| It could all be so simple, but it’s complicated
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| I go around the whole nation, saying «Stop the violence»
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| But it’s ten times hard enough alone fightin' temptation
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| Face facts, still wicked as Aleister Crowley
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| You niggas know me
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| No, you niggas don’t know me, I take that back
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| Noticed the dead man that’s chalked out
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| On the bottom of the brim
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| Of my deadline snapback, I used to shop at Lids
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| But I’m still over niggas heads, like ceilings and bright ideas
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| I’m just an awkward Carson kid with chandelier up in my shed
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| My soul on fire, got this threatenin' nature from Ras Kass
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| An atom is a molecule and Adam was a maricón
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| But if he would’ve never ate that apple, he’d be mad sad
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| And would’ve never pulled the leaves off of Eve
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| And seen all that ass
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| Like a true mack, true that, true that, sit tight
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| Listen, listen, hear and understand
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| Or just give me some insight
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| You get on your knees every night
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| To pray to a man that you barely understand
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| Or have even seen with your eyes closed
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| Then turn around and do the same thing
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| Get on your knees, then put a ring
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| On the woman that you wanna call your wife
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| Somethin' ain’t right, yo
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| (Soul, let these motherfuckers know!)
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| Way back when I was in grade school, I learned about history
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| But what about her-story—did anybody ask?
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| Hm, with all disrespect
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| I think the American flag was designed by fags
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| I had it locked before the spotlight
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| I got a gold key and Benjamin Franklin’s kite, nigga, I’m bright
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| This HiiiPower shit is limitless
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| You tryna fuck a model
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| When I’m tryin' to deflower Queen Elizabeth
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| Just to be precise, who knew that Genesis really meant
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| The genealogy of ISIS? |
| This shit ridiculous
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| The chicken came before the egg is my hypothesis, and
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| This ain’t a album, this an algorithm, yeah
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| We went from pickin' cotton for men in wigs and stockings
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| To liberation and renaissances—what is this nonsense?!
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| And we don’t speak on sexism much as we really should
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| The black man could vote before the woman could
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| You singin' hymns in church, I’m lookin' for the her’s
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| In 66 books in the Bible, they ain’t let a lady say one word
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| Hilary Clinton is out somewhere
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| Tryin' to get ahead in the Senate
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| I’m getting head and I’m sinnin', nigga, I’m threatenin' nature |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Threatening Nature , by - Ab-Soul. Song from the album Do What Thou Wilt., in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп