Sunday Video (MV)

Who else wants to tell me how to do this life
When they aren't living
Tell me that we're going to hell
When we're all sinning
Advise me of my needs
Crucify me and my fiends
Acting like they know my streets
Acting all brand new

We be in the church with the middle finger up
We be in the church with the middle finger up
We be in the church and we don't give a f*ck
We be in the church with the middle finger up

Every word spoken
So clear and concise
Each word busting skulls
So precise
No goals
just a whole vein of ice
And No home bitch so I sleep under moonlight
Eclipsed in my mind
So im starting to find
No salvation in sight
But that's alright
Know I ain't kind
Each word said lined
See even f*cking up the blind
Ain't a skater but i grind
Do a bump and slide inside
Bet they thought by now I'd be turned around
Assume position and made them proud
Focus on the accolades
Stopped talking bout all the f*cking stops he made
And all the time betrayed
Back up bitch behave
Go ahead and burn the sage
Already stuck in our ways so no not gonna change
The pen to attract em
Each word to distract em
Villain tactics
Suburbs frantic
We just laughing
Cuz we ain't changing shit
Heater flashing
About that action
We ain't acting
Don't you wanna be like 50 cent
Fill you up like I did that little bitch
Abort them kids were the worst seeds
We don't really give a shit
We don't really give a f*ck
We be in the church with the mother f*cking middle fingers up

We be in the church with the middle finger up

Im like Gacy or Bundy
6 bodies in my Humvee
Feeding off your misery
I think that shit so funny
Never leave a finger print
Cuz that's rookie shit you dummy
Don't do this cuz I need to
Bitch I do it cuz I love it
Ha!

We be in the church with the middle finger up.
We be in the church with the middle finger up
We be in the church and we don't give a f*ck
We be in the church with the middle finger up

Dont get offended I'm just f*cking demented
Let out my demons when I speak them in lyrics
Smoke meth ain't embarrassed
Bitch I'm not parents
I'll tweak til I'm toothless
So broke that I'm roofless
My addiction is ruthless
I thought that you knew this
I need peace to get through this
F*ck that
I need a piece to get through this
Bitch I'm not a Buddhist
More like a Muslim
But Allah my bombs
They get through customs
Lyrical napalm when I drop em on a bus of school on children no remorse homie f*ck em
We are different breeds you are not like us
We re not the same
I bite the hand that feeds
Just to see when it bleeds
Smoke twack while I smoke weed
While your little sister steady swallows my seed

We be in the church with the middle finger up