| Sin sinners, I got to talk to you about your sins
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| Sins on street corners, Sins in your shops
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| Sinny Sin Sins in your streets of yours
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| Sins in your eyes, sins gonna make you cry
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| Oh Lord, can you help me with my sins?
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| Oh Lord can you help me with my sin sin sinners?
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| There are no Sins like sins.
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| I was raised in a pentecostal Church of God
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| My father was the deacon, he used to stand preaching
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| I used to to steal collection, I used to catch a beating
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| Forgive me Lord, I knew not what I did
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| I was just a kid, trying to hustle up a quid
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| Feeling kinda ashamed, riding in the Church right
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| Bible in my hand, dressed in my sunday best.
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| Reach a Churchyard and I’m feeling depressed
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| I’m in the midst of the well-dressed, talking 'bout singing, singing
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| thanks and praise to the king of the Jews
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| And I’m all confused, 'cos I can’t see the sense
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| Why should I turn the other cheek and get beat?
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| Ain’t no peace without war so who am I?
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| The faster drives benz, got me looking to the sky
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| singing soon, very soon, we gonna see the king
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| Soon oh, very soon, we all gonna be blamed.
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| Oh Lord can you help me with my sin sin sinners?
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| There are no Sins like sins.
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| Woke up one Sunday, feeling kinda raw
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| I said Dad, I don’t really want to go Church no more
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| Soon as I said shit, I felt a slap to my jaw
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| He said Son, as long as your living under my roof
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| Your gonna heed my interpretation of the truth
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| And the truth is right here
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| It’s written in this book the Holy Bible
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| It’s the key to survival so you best heed the word
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| He said, Do as I say, not what I do And you’ll see, goodness will follow you
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| begrudgingly, I ironed my shirt, polish my shoes
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| Went to Chruch and I took in their far-out views
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| with their strange perceptions of Heaven and Hell.
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| To this very day I still fight down their spell
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| 'Cos all that we pray, we still stay poor
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| With that leaky roof dripping on the front room floor.
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| Sins gonna make you cry
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| Oh Lord, can you help me with my sins?
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| Oh Lord can you help me with my sin sin sinners?
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| There are no Sins like sins.
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| Please don’t get me twisted, I’m far from a heathen
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| This is just a simple song of basic rhyme and reason
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| It’s not my meaning to demean or blaspheme
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| But most things in the Bible ain’t as plain as they seem
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| Can I trust King James to translate these papers?
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| Do I need a middle-man to link with the creator
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| Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
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| Church band plays, now I’m spending my pound
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| Looking for a short-cut to the road to Zion
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| We can’t fool God, but we wasting time trying
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| Two third of the truth is yet to be told
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| Two thousand years of corruption soon unfold
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| Sins in your eyes, sins gonna make you cry
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| Oh Lord, can you help me with my sins?
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| Oh Lord can you help me with my sin sin sinners?
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| There are no Sins like sins |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sinny Sin Sins , by - Roots Manuva. Song from the album Run Come Save Me, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп