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Black Jesus Lyrics - Eat At Whitey's - Everlast

They call me White Devil, Black Jesus 

Heaven closes, hell freezes 

Egos trippin, scripts keep flippin 

Bloods keep bloodin, Crips keep crippin 

Time keeps slippin and I keep fallin 

I can't see but I hear them callin 

Ballers ballin, players playin 

Haters fightin, righteous payin 

Dawn breakin, I can keep makin 

Brooklyn keep takin, shook ones keep shakin 

No time for fakin, not me 

I ain't jumpin no bars, just risin like cream 

And if you diggin the scene, you feelin the vibes 

Throw your hands in the air, scream out you alive 

 

Singin 

Na-na-na-na-na 

Singin 

Na-na-na-na-na 

Singin 

Na-na-na-na-na 

Singin 

Na-na-na-na-na 

 

They call me Black Jesus, White Moses 

Heaven freezes, hell closes 

be -boy poses, punk rock chicks 

The kids are alright but I need my fix 

If you dig in the mix, feelin the drugs 

If you keepin it real, if you livin like thugs 

I spit kisses and hugs like .45 slugs 

Come back on the one and kiss my love gun 

Got a look that'll kill, voice that'll carry 

Half a dozen women that I think I want to marry 

Got trouble on my mind, I'm refusin to lose 

And still I gotta find me someone to abuse 

So won't you run spread the news, help say the word 

You jump the fuck back and just act like you heard 

 

They call me 

White Devil, Black Jesus 

Heaven closes, hell freezes 

Black Jesus, White Moses 

Heaven freezes, hell closes 

 

Singin 

Na-na-na-na-na 

Singin 

Na-na-na-na-na 

Singin 

Na-na-na-na-na 

Singin 

Na-na-na-na-na 

 

Singin 

(Waaaah-wah-wah-waaaaah 

Shooby-doo-waaah 

Waaaah-wah-wah-waaaaah) 

 

They call me white sinner, black martyr 

Livewire, firestarter 

Jungle Brother, redneck cracker 

Freak of nature, new world slacker 

Sex junkie lookin for a dealer 

You could play the leper, girl, and I could play the healer 

Shit is only gettin realer, baby, haven't you heard 

That the Bird, Bird, Bird, yes, the Bird is the word 

It go one for the troubled, two for the times 

Three for my homies and four for the dimes 

Singin lemons to the limes to the break of dawn 

Excuse me (six minutes) Everlast, you're on 

And it go on and on like a rolling stone 

Baby, anywhere I lay my hat is my home 

 

They call me 

White Devil, Black Jesus 

Heaven closes, hell freezes 

Black Jesus, White Moses 

Heaven freezes, hell closes 

 

Singin 

Na-na-na-na-na (repeated till end) 

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