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crib\n  start_ms: 176890\n  end_ms: 178640\n- text: They smoke and hangout\n  start_ms: 178640\n  end_ms: 179810\n- text: I go to school with all the dealer's kids\n  start_ms: 179810\n  end_ms: 181590\n- text: They love to bang out\n  start_ms: 181590\n  end_ms: 182850\n- text: They know it's wrong but they don't feel the need to open their mouth\n  start_ms: 182850\n  end_ms: 185720\n- text: I thought you said the truth was taught by those who go in your house\n  start_ms: 185720\n  end_ms: 188720\n- text: But all I see is liars lying on my grandmomma's couch\n  start_ms: 188720\n  end_ms: 191840\n- text: You made a kingdom out of Solomon, I see you disregard the sin\n  start_ms: 191840\n  end_ms: 195080\n- text: But what about the Sodom and Gomorrah shit?\n  start_ms: 195080\n  end_ms: 197340\n- text: It's hopeless, it's the crap\n  start_ms: 197340\n  end_ms: 198780\n- text: I hope you're not offended by the thoughts inside my mind\n  start_ms: 198780\n  end_ms: 201740\n- text: But hell it's hard to admit it's all you got, I'll take my side\n  start_ms: 201740\n  end_ms: 204240\n- text: Maybe I'm going to hell yeah\n  start_ms: 204240\n  end_ms: 207190\n- text: Maybe you're going to hell yeah\n  start_ms: 207190\n  end_ms: 209990\n- text: For all our wicked crimes\n  start_ms: 209990\n  end_ms: 215550\n- text: And if we're already going to hell yeah\n  start_ms: 215550\n  end_ms: 219040\n- text: Hell, we might as well get stoned and crucified\n  start_ms: 219040\n  end_ms: 227910\n- text: Stoned and crucified\n  start_ms: 227910\n  end_ms: 234330\nplain: |-\n  Pray before I drift into sleep\n  Salvation is a gift and a curse\n  Knees down on the steps of the church\n  Hell bound as I step through the earth\n\n  Old folks begging for redemption\n  Lost souls scratching at a stained glass window\n  Where the grease players touch\n  Where the young souls sing about happy days\n  Cold hands clutching on a lifeline\n  Hung by a man that preaches from a page\n  Given by another man that was looking for a rope or a reason\n\n  You and I don't feel obliged\n  Oh good Lord\n\n  Maybe I'm going to hell yeah\n  Maybe you're going to hell yeah\n  For all our wicked crimes\n  But if we're already going to hell yeah\n  Hell, we might as well get stoned and crucified\n  Stoned and crucified\n\n  Pray before I drift into sleep\n  Salvation is a gift and a curse\n  Knees down on the steps of the church\n  Hell bound as I step through the earth\n\n  Salesman preaching from a soap box\n  Look at you pushing all ya sons and ya daughters\n  Like lambs to the slaughter keep feeding that book of revelation\n  If forgiveness is only for the privileged\n  Does the light shine brighter on a saint or a sinner\n  Who's praying to the sky\n  Keep looking for a chance of salvation?\n\n  You and I don't feel obliged\n  Oh good Lord\n\n  Maybe I'm going to hell yeah\n  Maybe you're going to hell yeah\n  For all our wicked crimes\n  But if we're already going to hell yeah\n  Hell, we might as well get stoned and crucified\n  Stoned and crucified\n\n  Letter to my heavenly father\n  Would you worry 'bout me drowning or just walking on water?\n  Always felt that you would grab me 'fore I dearly departed\n  Loved you dearly but despair's all I feel when I frolic\n  Around the weary word is bond but it was broken by preachers\n  Pay my offerings, but officers was living like leeches\n  I feel it lost in me\n  Church by my apartment is the smokers' hangout\n\n  Behind my building is the dealers' crib\n  They smoke and hangout\n  I go to school with all the dealer's kids\n  They love to bang out\n  They know it's wrong but they don't feel the need to open their mouth\n  I thought you said the truth was taught by those who go in your house\n  But all I see is liars lying on my grandmomma's couch\n\n  You made a kingdom out of Solomon, I see you disregard the sin\n  But what about the Sodom and Gomorrah shit?\n  It's hopeless, it's the crap\n  I hope you're not offended by the thoughts inside my mind\n  But hell it's hard to admit it's all you got, I'll take my side\n\n  Maybe I'm going to hell yeah\n  Maybe you're going to hell yeah\n  For all our wicked crimes\n  And if we're already going to hell yeah\n  Hell, we might as well get stoned and crucified\n  Stoned and crucified\n"}]