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[Verse 1] Lord forgive him, he got them dark forces in him But he also got a righteous cause for sinning Them-a-murder me, so I gotta murder them first Emergency, doctors performing procedures Jesus, I ain't trying to be facetious, but "Vengeance is mine" sayeth the Lord, you said it better than all Leave niggas on death's door, breathing on Respirators for killing my best boy, haters On permanent hiatus as I skate In the Maybach Benz, flyer than Sanaa Lathan Pumping "Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo In Los Angeles, like an evangelist I can introduce you to your maker Bring you closer to nature, ashes after they cremate you bastards Hope you been reading your psalms and chapters Paying your tithe, being good Catholics, I'm coming [Chorus] Jucifer (4x) (I'm from the murder capital, where we murder for capital) Jucifer (4x) (So you need to change your attitude 'fore they asking what happened to you) [Verse 2] Yes, this is holy war, I wet y'all all with the holy water Spray from the Heckler-Koch automatic All the static, shall cease to exist Like a sabbatical, I throw couple at you, take six! Spread love, to all of my dead thugs I pour out a little Louis, 'till I head above Yessir, and when I perish, the meek shall inherit the Earth 'til that time, it's on and popping, church Like Don Bishop, the fifth or palm cock either Lift up your soul or give you the holy ghost Please I leave you in somebody's cathedral for stunting like Evel Knievel I'll let you see where that bright light leads you The more you talk, the more you irking us The more you gon' need memorial services The Black Album, second verse, is like Devil's pie, save some dessert for us [Bridge] Man, I gotta get my soul right.. (Ah) I gotta get these devils out my life.. (Ah) These cowards gonna make a nigga ride They won't be happy 'til somebody die Oh man, I gotta get my soul right 'Fore I'm locked up for my whole life Every time it seems it's alright Somebody want they soul to rise I chase you off of this Earth (Let me get serious for y'all, one second) [Verse 3] I got dreams of holding a nine milla to Bob's killer Asking him "why?" as my eyes fill up These days I can't wake up with a dry pillow Gone but not forgotten, homes I still feel ya So, curse the day that birthed the bastard Who caused your church mass, reverse the crash Reverse the blast then reverse the car Reverse the day and there you are, Bobalob Lord forgive him, we all have sinned But Bob's a good dude, please let him in And if you feel in my heart that I long for revenge Please blame it on the son of the morning, thanks again.

still a cool mashup

Nostalgic

Nice chest hair bro, hot. m8

eh its a cool idea. however its rather odd.

fuck you and Ray, can't you just find good music on your own?

First

\/ his wife isn't very happy

I like the quality. Sounds nice. Good job, thumbs up.

Ray didn't lie

@soshimin Who fucking cares?

@jorgecornet um, you're kidding me, right?! woooow.

the audio stops at 1:41!

way off beat........that shit sucks......worst song of all of the jadiohead songs...listen to song cry