Larry Fisherman - The Jesuits lyrics

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Larry Fisherman - The Jesuits lyrics

[Verse 1] From, yeah, from, from, from, from Right out the backyard, rhymes out the crack jar The facts are that Mac brought the cash for the caviar Laugh hard staying out the way of bad karma And black tar covered demons when they have drama You latch onto hope, but it ain't working out This garden snake you knew done grew into a serpent now And my mind.. is perverted, foul, wow My time, you've got to earn it now Alright, dance circles around the lava And b**hes coming over just to twerk around the casa Yeah, lemme - see that - a**, b**h (haha) Yeah, as the Virgin Mary get deflowered Arouse her, and let her put her mouth in my trousers Woke up, made a couple million fore I showered Spent an hour with Jack Bauer and the kids from Rocket Power watching television Sometimes the truth is better when it's fiction It's never written, never find a bed in prison Dealing with addictions when I beat it then it's switching to something else sh** I'm only running from myself But I'm.. running fast and I'm tired [Verse 2: Da$h] f**ing sleeping, man Give me some f**ing orange juice Some peyote in that sh** My whole f**ing life is a science experiment (buggin') Terrorist rhetoric, stare make the Devil flinch Paint his head with gin, the roof is scabbin' Finna peel off, sky's teal hand rolling in eel sauce 'til that's gone a bit harder to look at , put a home invasion Throw the earnings in my book-bag Learned about that Xanax and Opana, cause Ain't nobody really ever taught me how to cook crack, but I got about half a rite-aid in my book-bag b**h, I'm always high, that's why I look sad Black bag full of kush, burn the same bush Moses had a conversation with, could make a Mason b**h Croatian dick We run a train, you finna date the b**h The new wage, Johnny Blaze and sh** I got the homies in your neighborhood Knocking like these n***as lost a dog Momma looking for her boy, she better call the morgue I'm a.. ball hog, I tell my n***as, I ain't finna pa** it You ain't gonna dunk, smoking Hawaiian Skunk Elephant tusk necklace just to provide the stunt Wear a Waldo outfit, you were to find me once I hit the ocean floor inside a s*ut Disintegrate into the finest dust, I'm out, n***a Like that