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House Of Pain

Genres: Rock

Black Jesus Lyrics - House Of Pain

They call me White Devil, Black Jesus 

Heaven closes, hell freezes 

Ego's trippin', scripts keep flippin' 

Bloods keep bloodin', crips keep crippin' 

 

Time keeps slippin' and I keep fallin' 

An' I can't see but I hear them callin', ballers ballin' 

Players playin', haters fightin', righteous prayin' 

Don't forget Manhattan keep makin', Brooklyn keep takin' 

Shook ones keep shakin', no time for fakin' 

Know what I mean, I ain't choppin' no bars just risin' like cream 

An' if you diggin' the scene, you feelin' the vibe 

Throw your hands in the air, scream are you alive 

 

Singin' na, na, na, na, na, na 

Singin' na, na, na, na, na, na 

Singin' na, na, na, na, na, na 

Singin' na, na, na, na, na, na 

 

They call me Black Jesus, White Moses 

Heaven freezes, hell closes 

B-Boy posin', punk rock chicks 

Kids are alright but I need my fix 

 

If you diggin' the mix, feelin' the drugs, if you keepin' it real 

If you livin' like thugs, I spit kisses and hugs like forty five slugs 

Come back on the run and kiss my love gun 

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

Half a dozen women that think I wanna marry 

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

But still I got a find someone to abuse, I'm gonna run spread the news 

Help say the word, 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, na 

Singin' na, na, na, na, na, na 

Singin' na, na, na, na, na, na 

Singin' na, na, na, na, na, na 

Singin' na, na, na, na, na, na 

 

They call me white sinner, black martyr 

Live wire, fire starter 

Jungle brother, red neck cracker 

Freak of nature, new world slacker 

 

Sex junkie lookin' for a dealer 

You can play the leper girl and I can 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 trouble, two for the times 

And three for my homies and four for the dimes 

Singin' lemons to the limes to the break of dawn 

Excuse me every 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, na 

Singin' na, na, na, na, na, na 

Singin' na, na, na, na, na, na 

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