I am not a prophet or a teacher
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I am a failure of God
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Standing in a circle of my brothers
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Their fangs out
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Every thing I had I gave to you
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Every time I tried I would lose
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It's hard not to shake with a gun in your mouth
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Every time
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I try I hear my mother's voice
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And see my mother's eyes
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But when hers close
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I'm scared so will mine
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You are no brothers
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Filing out the church of
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Cain
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Like a thousand foot pious snake
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Hiding its sins deep in its stomach
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Digesting them one at a time
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And your voice is a sounding trumpet
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Announcing the mountains that you've moved
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It's Hard Not To Shake With A Gun In Your Mouth
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| Zao |
