Текст песни Dark Lotus - Call Upon Your God`s
Dark Lotus - Call Upon Your God`s слова песни
(J talking)"I think it`s funny how, the toughest criminals and thugsand whatever,when they on their deathbed, you know like the day beforethey fry in the electric chair all a sudden they wanna get religious, I heard like 9 out of 10 inmates on deathrow are all...ultra religious,that`s because they know they`re about to die and meet what`s ever after death, it`s funny, nobody want`s to turn to God until it`s too late, until it`s time for you to fuckin` die." (Violent J)Agony, pain, suffering, pain painPain, pain, chains, devices and torture thangsIs this hell, well, might as well beIt`s what`s next to that shit, I live life filthySexed every bitch in the gutter, then we rob her mudda`Find the shudda`, then shoot bowa` for each otherI paint it all on the people around meIt`s because of them God never found me right? (Blaze)Before I hit the ground when I caught 3 in the chestI should`a guessed my time was over, should`a worn a fuckin` vestBut I wasn`t thinkin` straight, caught up in the thug lifeOnce the king on the streets, now i`m askin` God to take my lifeTo the pearly gates so I can rest peacefullyBut he wasn`t helpin` me, why is he foresakin` me?To eternity of hell after rottin` awayAnd if it wasn`t for the Lotus, i`d still be there todayCall upon your God`s, Pray for them to help youCall upon your God`s, religion has left youNow the final hour, cross the final lineLife will end, but there is no end to timeCall upon your God`s, Nice of them to help youCall upon your God`s, religion has left youNow the final hour, cross the final lineLife will end, but there is no end to time(Shaggy and Marz)Skin separates from bone, seperate from boneOne hot flash of metal, now your on this earth aloneLayin` face down in your own blood with nowhere to turnEverything, from your fingertips to toes burnHe set`s sin deep, open up your eye`sThe cold clutch of death`s hand, could care less about your liesHell`s chariot comes to carry you awayYou finally realized, it`s to late to pray! (Monoxide)Help Me Out!!I can`t understand the way you think or what your talkin` aboutI see you sittin` perfect circles, wit` deciples of SatanI got my shotgun cocked, news papers and revilationsEvery bullet is a story, they keep it glorifiedThe media`s been talkin`, and now they got`s to dieSon a Sam, Sam a Son, walkin` wit` my shotgunWicked work will be done, fuck it catch a hot oneCall upon your God`s, Nice of them to help youCall upon your God`s, religion has left youNow the final hour, cross the final lineLife will end, but there is no end to timeCall upon your God`s, Pray for them to help youCall upon your God`s, religion has left youNow the final hour, cross the final lineLife will end, but there is no end to time (Jamie Madrox)There aint no end in time, you hear me heathen, bitch boy?Bite your devil tongue before I stab you with this pitchforkAll that shit you talk about, my God is a shameCryin` in pain, callin` his nameYour such a hypocrit, a low-down, inconsidratePiece of shit, and you aint worth an ounce a spitBlasphemous dissin` my Lord, the ConcrowWhere`s the tough guy, that told my Lord to go and fuck himself bitch? (Marz)All of my life, and times, all of my crimesIt got me lookin` for the sign that God`s aliveCuz` there`s got to be, more to this life than knifesAnd cold lines, the violent crimesI`ve realized, that they lied, cuz` God`s alive, he`s inside of meThere aint gone` be no afterlife where their judgin` meI aint scared of death, I aint scared of lifeWhen I die, i`m gone` smile, bring it on, it`s a good thing to die Chorus (Monoxide)"Help me out, I can`t understand the way you think or what your talkin` about" x4