METAL CHURCH歌词

It's been a long time coming..
Days, days are turning to nights now
They said... they said I'd be okay
But when I hear those church bells ringing
I begin to pray for today might be my dying day
The great mind, surpass space and time
Seven plains of energy, interlace combine
Five conscious stages, stand up courageous
Change your plurality, seek mental clarity
Ziplock off the chronic, kissed it, then I twist it
Build on today's mathematic ballistics
I walk with the utmost honorable respect
It's a quick locked secret, so Protect Ya Neck
This is full metal jacket, ain't about that gossip
Nope, you get your face all over the bicep
Go out the closet, you slimey sausage
Six degrees of luxury, with no deposit
They said a friend be sub blanked, a plane be sub tanked
A gat be sub shanked, look, I just hit jackpot
A hundred mil to the bank
It's been a long time coming..
Days, days are turning to nights now
They said... they said I'd be okay
But when I hear those church bells ringing
I begin to pray for today might be my dying day
The continent splitter, the dominant figure
The mathematician who calculated God from nigga
The Zig Zag Zigga, who civilize the wigga
My vigorous attack on the track, slice a thousand giga
Bytes of information, in one line, how sometime
Use the sky for a blanket, then I bathe in sunshine
Nine conquer bonds and nine wives, nine lives
Nine grands sit on my side, we carry nine knives
Eighteen strikes from Low Hand, ain't no man
Can withstand the blow, from the Wu-Tang Clan
I answer many questions of life, without asking
Breath in the stench of death, without gasping
Fasting and praying, while you laughing and playing
I am fast in my mind, to attachment what we came in
And go through the river of life, I stay floating
Live a hundred twenty degrees without quoting
It's been a long time coming..
Days, days are turning to nights now
They said... they said I'd be okay
But when I hear those church bells ringing
I begin to pray for today might be my dying day
I have no fascination with Satan, no relation to probation
I'm the sun sitting still, while you trapped in rotation
Every rebel's creation, every thought has been ovation
One demonstration, we civilized a whole entire nation
Attract a generation, who's built with elimination
Of wickedness and sickness, we striving for the bliss
We rising up our fists, five stage of consciousness
Keeping our promises, master our circumference
It's been a long time coming..
Days, days are turning to nights now
They said... they said I'd be okay
But when I hear those church bells ringing
I begin to pray for today might be my dying day 编辑于2008/05/24更新