Lorenzo Asher - Hanna finds God lyrics

[Verse 1] They will, invade your space like a projectile Trajectory erectile dysfunctional reptiles Don't f** with the West now Case files, cla**ified information protect style Higher ups fire up jet engines That's private funds they spending On islands run by villains Open fire on civilians Somalian pirates have infiltrated the compound Evacuation is vital, this message from downtown Your magistrates recital Your majesty where'd his eye go Pardon me this is vile It's either he goes or I go Survival So I won't Wait till your family come, I hope they drown in your blood I hope they chasing your soul, I hope it's too late to run I hope you never go home, I hope God don't have a son Hope they all were just lies, hope your mind was a nun I hope, I hope Obama doesn't win on this run So they can take back the blame and they can fix what they've done I hope the fire would rain, I point and shoot at the sun Hope the world would turn gray, and all the demons would come And show them selves instead of hiding Capture minds of Bin Laden's, and Joe Biden's And the Popes coat linings Questions for sinners, they both lying So f** 'em all, f** what you bought Have s** with yo thoughts Living is nothing, d**h is just art It's, arctic, smart chick, heart sick Away to study and party For four years, now that's gnarly Then get an expensive piece of paper notarized By some noble guys Find out that all those polls were lies And her entire dreams were pulverized Sorry, ha, they lied to ya But hell you do mind, do ya? And if you do screw ya But thank you for your tuition And if you end up homeless we will fund they city mission And if you end up boneless then they can say you were chicken But you can't say that you saw me I'm sorry but I got to live here Glory [Hook] You've been talking about cleaning You could've been done by now Talking about leaving but I think you'd have run by now Talking about leaving, talking about leaving Oh we need Hanna, oh we need glory Oh we need Hanna, oh we need glory [Verse 2] My [?] cord belong to Albinoni, playing concerto Sophisticated weirdo Was dealing with alimony We support our love Die, destroyed, the rush of doing d** From a 20 story balcony, looking up Hoping to jump Color blind, still leaves black and white But that's ok, how does a man decide another man Is just a slave who made the rules who gave the roads huh? African Jesus shows up Bronze, hair made of wool so what's this image they've shown us We've been bamboozled, from bamboo to noodles and chicken The biggest lie though is the bible organized your religion And mortified our description or depiction To set up boundaries and forced us to live in these conditions Called the cavalry They hung us with no cross, tried to exterminate our race I'm talking bout the holocaust cause we lost millions in that place And every treaty was in awed from us dissolved and then we drank And all the vomit that was caused from alcohol became the hate [hook]