Mark Crew - Hell Yeah lyrics

[Refrain: Vince Staples] Pray before I drift into sleep Salvation is a gift and a curse Knees down on the steps of the church Hell bound as I step through the earth [Verse: Rag'n'Bone Man] Old folks begging for redemption Lost souls scratching at a stained gla** window Where the grease players touch where the young souls sing about happy days Cold hands clutching on a lifeline Hung by a man that preaches from a page Given by another man that was looking for a rope or a reason [Pre-Chorus: Rag'n'Bone Man] You and I don't feel obliged Oh good Lord [Chorus: Rag'n'Bone Man] But maybe I'm going to hell, yeah Maybe you're going to hell yeah For all our wicked crimes But if we're already going to hell yeah Hell, we might as well get stoned and crucified Stoned and crucified [Refrain: Vince Staples] Pray before I drift into sleep Salvation is a gift and a curse Knees down on the steps of the church Hell bound as I step through the earth [Verse: Rag'n'Bone Man] Sales man pitching from a soap box Look at you pushing all ya sons and daughters Like lambs to the slaughter keep feeding that book of revelation If forgiveness is only for the privileged Does the light shine brighter on a saint or a sinner Who's praying to the sky keep looking for a chance of salvation [Pre-Chorus: Rag'n'Bone Man] You and I don't feel obliged Oh good Lord [Chorus: Rag'n'Bone Man] But maybe I'm going to hell yeah Maybe you're going to hell yeah For all our wicked crimes But if we're already going to hell yeah Hell we might as well get stoned and crucified Stoned and crucified [Bridge: Vince Staples] Letter to my heavenly father Would you worry 'bout me drowning or just walking on water Always felt that you would grab me 'fore I dearly departed Loved you dearly but despair's all I feel when I frolic Around the weary word is bad but it was broken by preachers Pay my offerings, but officers was living like leeches, I'm feelin' lost in me Church but my apartment is the smokers hangout Behind my building is the dealers crib They smoke and hangout I go to school with all the dealer's kids They love to bang out They know it's wrong but they don't feel the need to open their mouth I thought you said the truth was taught by those who go in your house But all I see is liars lying on my grandmomma's couch You made a kingdom out of solomon, I see you disregard the sin But what about the sodom and gomorrah sh** is hopeless it's the crap I hope you're not offended by the thoughts inside my mind But hell it's hard to admit it's all you got I'll take my side [Chorus: Rag'n'Bone Man] But maybe I'm going to hell yeah Maybe you're going to hell yeah For all our wicked crimes But if we're already going to hell yeah Hell we might as well get stoned and crucified Stoned and crucified