Fuck it fuck it fuck it by Jesus Walks Lyrics
Jesus:
When?
(Fuck it)
Woah
Fuck it
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Who the fuck you really know?
Think you know your parents all the way?
Yes? Well I think so
But your friends make the snake eyed dice switch
Bite in your sleep like mattress ticks
Actions spoke
But the speech dismissed when its broke up
Sold sin for the low
Come in with the income
(Yeah)
Scholar of the murder
Know the use of such device
Black thoughts slip lips like black ice on tires
Turning turns to drifts and flip a car named desire
What was on his wrist?
Not time
Don't keep track of details
I know where i am and when I gotta meet my females
These males acting different, Shifty
They barely got a past to tell, no car to whip in
No pot to piss or shit in, no guap to repay if given
Swear that when i make it, I will
Send a $500 check to every snake
Just for the sake of karma, arm myself to the grills with the beef
Eat raw, it's not a question of who or what you percieve
Know what i mean?
Fuck it, Fuck it, Fuck it
Yeah
Rap Critic:
"I love the lyrics like this
Because they remind us exactly why he's making this song
As an ode to Jesus Christ
A man who, hung out with sinners, and prostitutes, and gamblers
I feel like we have this sanitized version of Jesus who
Never left the synagogue, but, that's not even remotely true
He wanted us to reach out to the places where the quote unquote
Good people aren't supposed to go
Because those are the people who need gods word
Not some
Goody two-shoes who's oh so sure that he's going to heaven
And therefore looks down their nose at everyone else
So who's with me?
Who want's to go too a strip club?!
But- like- for- Jesus?.."
When?
(Fuck it)
Woah
Fuck it
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Who the fuck you really know?
Think you know your parents all the way?
Yes? Well I think so
But your friends make the snake eyed dice switch
Bite in your sleep like mattress ticks
Actions spoke
But the speech dismissed when its broke up
Sold sin for the low
Come in with the income
(Yeah)
Scholar of the murder
Know the use of such device
Black thoughts slip lips like black ice on tires
Turning turns to drifts and flip a car named desire
What was on his wrist?
Not time
Don't keep track of details
I know where i am and when I gotta meet my females
These males acting different, Shifty
They barely got a past to tell, no car to whip in
No pot to piss or shit in, no guap to repay if given
Swear that when i make it, I will
Send a $500 check to every snake
Just for the sake of karma, arm myself to the grills with the beef
Eat raw, it's not a question of who or what you percieve
Know what i mean?
Fuck it, Fuck it, Fuck it
Yeah
Rap Critic:
"I love the lyrics like this
Because they remind us exactly why he's making this song
As an ode to Jesus Christ
A man who, hung out with sinners, and prostitutes, and gamblers
I feel like we have this sanitized version of Jesus who
Never left the synagogue, but, that's not even remotely true
He wanted us to reach out to the places where the quote unquote
Good people aren't supposed to go
Because those are the people who need gods word
Not some
Goody two-shoes who's oh so sure that he's going to heaven
And therefore looks down their nose at everyone else
So who's with me?
Who want's to go too a strip club?!
But- like- for- Jesus?.."