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First time I had read the Bible, it had stroke me as unwitty |
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I think it may started rumor that the Lord ain't got no humor |
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Put me inside SSC, let's test super string theory |
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Accelerate the protons, I stir it twice and then just add me, 'cause |
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I don't read the Bible, I don't trust disciple |
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Even if they're made of marble or Canal Street bling |
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I don't read the Bible, I don't trust disciple |
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Even if they're made of marble or Canal Street bling |
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From the maelstrom of the knowledge into the labyrinth of doubt |
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Frozen underground ocean melting, nuking on my mind |
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Give me everything theory without Nazi uniformity |
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My brothers are protons, my sisters are neurons |
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I stir it twice, it's instant family |
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I don't read the Bible, I don't trust disciple |
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Even if they're made of marble or Canal Street bling |
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My brothers are protons, my sisters are neurons |
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I stir it twice, dlja prekrastnih dam |
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Do you have sex maniacs or schizophrenics |
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Or astrophysicists in your family? |
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Was your grandma anti anti, was your grandpa bounty bounty? |
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They ask in embassy |
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I don't read the Bible, I don't trust disciple |
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Even if they're made of marble or Canal Street bling |
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And my grandma she was anti, and my grandpa he was bounty |
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I stir it twice and Canal Street bling |
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Party, party, party, party, party, party |
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Party, party, party, party, party, after party |
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Accelerate the protons, I stir it twice and then just add me |
