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[Intro]
I’m-I’m Jesus
[Pre-Verse]
Doing shots of gasoline, smoking cigarettes
Wearing white branded Tee’s, diamonds on my neck
Money in my hand dollar sign tryna horoscope us
Bar full of hennessy, lungs full of flying lotus
[Verse 1]
I can talk the talk six shots got me Johnny Walk it
Living like a movie. Go pause it and absorb it
Crazy how these girls went from messaging ignoring
To jumping on my dick since my wallet went morbid
Instagram the day read reviews from hipster critics
Now the world is ours like 60 minutes
Say „I love you” & „I’m widdit let me hit it”
Then wake up in the morning like „Bitch I’m fucking kidding”
Ain’t nobody fucking with me man
Like a Jonas Brother with HIV damn
Hello world! Sunlight yeah saw me sober
Now I’m at the pub scoring four leaf clover, I told ya
Lane & Ike, so apocalyptic
New lords like „Fuck Scott Disick”
Immaculate dress, so heaven sent
Love & Terror Cult, the new testament
[Hook]
We formed a new religion
Fuck the world, is our only mission
Don’t need your permission
God forbid I’m already forgiven
Yeah I’m Jesus
Yeah I’m Jesus
Yeah I’m Jesus
Yeah I’m Jesus
[Verse 2]
Drunk as fuck drank barcardi screaming „Fuck Cops!”
Cooler than Frank Sinatra’s prison mugshot
High as fuck marijuana got me bloodshot
Cooler than Frank Sinatra’s prison mugshot
Switching lanes, swerving positions
Can’t put me in a box or rectangular prisms
Don’t care who you are. Fuck authority
I Don’t give a fuck: Pam & Tommy Lee
More awkward than jokes from your drunk dad
Driving round Miami screaming „Fuck Lads”
Now radio stations want me in their conversations
If I wanted a song for radio I would’ve made one
If you don’t like it then faggot don’t buy it
When it comes to your shit, I’m Adele tired
So sick of these pricks getting oh so offended
Futurama flow, I’m fly get bended
[Hook]
We formed a new religion
Fuck the world, is our only mission
Don’t need your permission
God forbid I’m already forgiven
Yeah I’m Jesus
Yeah I’m Jesus
Yeah I’m Jesus
Yeah I’m Jesus
[Bridge]
My mind bleeds pain, my pen pours sorrow
I’m all up in your face bitch, Fred Hollows
If she born in 94 she get that foreplay
Fuck her and leave her, two faced, Edward Mordrake
Lane-Harry baby, can I get a fuck yes?
Bitch I’m in the building you ain’t even at the front desk
New Jesus, thank you, y’all praise us
Everything I spit is just dinosaurs & lasers
Money talks so I’ll continue talking
Started from the bottom mean the streets of Auckland
Odds are in my favour but I bet I won’t
Fuck everything. Kill Everyone
Love & Terror Cult
[Outro]
I’m Jesus
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