will sink, have you even heard? And the colors take me down It's no reason to be sad And you leave without a sound It's no reason to be glad Salty
Traduzione: La Chiesa. Si No Reason.
Jesus! Searchin for Black Jesus It's hard, it's hard We need help out here So we searchins for Black Jesus It's like a Saint, that we pray to in the
[Introduction] [Verse 1:] Grace and Peace, take a seat Hey let's get into this man It's been a minute so let's get it because I'm amped on his name
Hook:] What it is? (what it is?) It's the Church (it's the church) Listen In (listen in) Put in work (put in work) No more church corruption (Naw) No more church
had a sentence of death within ourselves, but God gave comfort and grace and gave an escape A physical affliction is that of Christ?s glory It?s for us
day I die from grimace overload It's shock (it's shock) Treatment offered by the weekend This still be a getaway, let's display the sequence it goes:
with pages that can not be turned If we're here for a reason Than that reason is ours to know But you say that it's better To not know why together We
Filled with pages That cannot be turned If we're here for a reason Than that reason is ours to know But you say that it's better To not know why together
so involved with music She's one reason I've evolved She's one reason why my brother can pick up an instrument And learn it in a matter of minutes How
by it like a tool of division It can teach but not free you like a school up in prison It can feed but it's usually junk food in the kitchen And it's
know what it was you got lumped in with some people like a crab cake They elevate their own; they celebrate They make their own what's right They say it's
attack) My crusaders faith Drowns in religious blood But I'll fight till the end Gonna find my Holy Grail Running blind against the faith Reason slips away Churches
your reason to live I'm your church and I'm your pastor c'mon, you've got nothing to lose it's time to bring you up a little faster it's not the first
it's from Japan If I don't know you, don't converse with me just slap my hand Or else your forcing me to cock it fucking back in blam It ain't a loss
in singin a bar of Alice's Restaurant and walking out. And friends they may thinks it's a movement. And that's what it is , the Alice's Restaurant Anti