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Are You God The Ticket

Telephone ringing at your home again Give them your donation You do the best you can These motherfuckers Get you in their game, playing with your

hit by the gun spit, kid still breathing While half you busters in this damn game are still teething Believe it if you say it enough that you'll be it You

Lord, I am God's own Banks on my hands, tick tick, a time bomb Yeah, don't you know I'll be, I'll be Yeah, don't you know I'll be, I'll be Yeah, don

snorkel! But finally I arrived at the world famous Albuquerque Holiday Inn! Where the towels are oh so fluffy! And you can eat your soup Right out of the ashtrays if you

your gone you will never be forgotten the love i have for you hugo that will never rotten so yeh these are a few things from my younger years as you

shattered like broken glass Press ignore it and your hopes get broken fast You complain for the life you supposed to have But when you try to make plans God

girl, you ate the neighbor, the nova is over Wake up and play, [Incomprehensible] Make room for Clara's bare feet, the love of a Martian Tick-tock and

Impossible raw woman, I you know you're all too hard to please I can help you, will you only ask me kindly Don't make me get down on my knees God bless

I need a hug but y'all need a hug too 'Cuz God gonna judge me the same day He judge you And even though we have our struggles that?s alright You know