Hell Yeah (feat. Vince Staples)

作曲：Vince Staples,Rory Graham,Andrew Jackson,Daniel Priddy,Mark Crew

作词：Vince Staples,Rory Graham,Andrew Jackson,Daniel Priddy,Mark Crew

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

Old folks begging for redemption

Lost souls scratching at a stained glass 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

You and I don’t feel obliged

Oh good lord

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

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

Sales man pitching from a soap box

Look at you

Pushing all your sons and your 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

You and I don’t feel obliged

Oh good lord

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

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 feeling 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 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*t 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

Maybe I’m going to hell yeah

Maybe you’re going to hell yeah

For all our wicked crimes

And if we’re already going to hell yeah

Hell we might as well get

Stoned and crucified

Stoned and crucified crucified