| This is that
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| This is that, that, that
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| Protest music I might say stuff
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| Crazy enough to get a king up
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| They might get me in a lion’s den
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| Or go ahead and put me in the fire then
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| Corrupt kings, corrupt queens
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| Do ugly things with a pretty please
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| I seen abuse of a king’s dream
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| Slay for the money it’s whipped cream
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| Serve people or serve dollar signs
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| Grand theft auto or Columbine
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| Israel and Palestine
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| The world been crooked
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| How am I out of line?
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| And I don’t know why we do this
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| Only the foolish kill Jesus or praise Judas
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| I see shock in a large crowd
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| I guess you ain’t right cause you shout loud
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| They celebrate like they did a favor
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| Free a criminal and kill a savior
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| I take the blame too
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| We love ourselves, we rather change you
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| I’m trying to live like it ain’t true
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| Yeah, you know, like we ain’t fools
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| cause it ain’t cool
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| Nailed to the cross, plus your name’s
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| I walk down through the valley
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| Full of mercy, full of grace
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| Kill Jesus, praise Judas
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| I will kill them for the evil
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| And all their wicked ways
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| Kill Jesus, praise Judas
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| This is that
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| This is that, that, that
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| Protest music I might say stuff
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| Crazy enough to make change come
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| The freedom writers may like this
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| Pick in an Afro with a black fist
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| Words that decorate a real father
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| Who love on the queen’s daughters
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| Who blossom the king’s flowers
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| Cause ain’t no hoes up in God’s garden
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| And my little one is nightmarin'
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| Well I guess I’ll be a light then
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| I’ll walk with wolves and baboons
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| There’ll be a church up in the wild soon
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| And the valley of death
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| Cause ain’t much changed since the last I left
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| Envy asking me to come back
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| Jealousy wants me to unpack
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| Lust been talking about she miss me
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| Death’s been dying to kiss me
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| Greed whispers with the coolness
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| «I love it when you act like Judas»
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| I walk down through the valley
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| Full of mercy, full of grace
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| Kill Jesus, praise Judas
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| I will kill them for the evil
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| And all their wicked ways
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| Kill Jesus, praise Judas
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| No no no no
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| No no no no
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| (Kill Jesus)
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| No no no no
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| (Praise Judas)
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| No no no no
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| Yeah, the many mistakes, the multiple apologies
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| The pride in my heart when the rest didn’t acknowledge me
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| The many times I’ve opened my mouth
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| When silence could’ve been the best route (yup)
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| We all
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| One day, it’s all gon' burn
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| They say
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| No no no no
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| No no no no
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| (Kill Jesus)
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| No no no no
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| (Praise Judas)
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| No no no no
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| (Kill Jesus, praise Judas) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Epilogue 2: KJPJ , by - Sho Baraka. Song from the album Talented 10th, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп