sense of senseless death Is it really a wonder that the ones who drop the bombs Take guidance from a gospel soaked in holy napalm And does it really
you sure, are you holy, are you pure I can tell you tales you just might not believe One night in the city, one night looking pretty One night in the city
mama saying it will be OK Spilt my blood, in the Holy City Seen the flood of a thousand rains I ran away from the Holy City Heard the spirits in the steeple
promise would you swear to keep me honest when I'm broke in the holy city again in the holy city again and I'm broke down in the holy city again singing
forever And let the world proclaim Holy is Your name You are my creator I'm gonna sing to you forever And let the world proclaim Holy is Your name Yeah, holy
Vagando entre la oscuridad de la ciudad secreta Resuenan los ecos de un viejo ritual escondido entre las piedras aun vagan las almas por ese lugar a
got a lot One is not enough city ain't big enough Doctor, doctor give me somethin' So I can fight to the end 'Cos the city ain't big enough City ain't
[Instrumental] THE SOUND THAT HE HAD HEARD WAS THE RINGING OF THE BELLS BUT NOW INSIDE THAT NIGHT THERE WERE VOICES THERE AS WELL
are the only ones that really blush I'm real as fuck I pull that thing and hit em up That bullet travel hit a gut Then hit ya fitted up Hit ya whole city
From the city to the world below From the strangers to the ones I know From the darkness to the holy glow We burn so bright Can we outlast the show?
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The lips of the righteous teach many But fools die for want of wisdom The rich man's wealth is in his city The righteous' wealth is in his Holy Place
his city; Do you hear, do you hear, can you understa-and?! Destruction of the poor, is poverty; Destruction of the soul, is vanity. The righteous' wealth is in his Holy
Past the devil's own temptation Beyond where angels sleep To the holy invocation Of a neon city street I feel your hand, I hold you Through your eyes
I've been searching for days now I've found something I lost On a holy roller channel asking me what's the cost On a couch in a cold room Pouring salt
got another show Sometimes you never know meet up all my thugs til 10 o clock?? and then we go?? and then its on the next city thugs changin all ?? one
when ya facin' a life sentence For death, you do it by yo Goddamn self He gettin' clean, so we gave him a job Had the whole entire city on their knees
kitchen (never) Me killing all of ya, ill premonition, (ew) If I promise paradise in the next life (ah) I turn this rap thing into a holy war, holiday