Letras:
D R I No Religion

money for your basket A million times you can ask it Find your bible far too odd Ain't got time for your god I've made my decision Don't want your religion

' in there and makin' it happen. The LBP! The world famous Juice Bros. The field marshall Goodman and the man called Floyd "I" Thanks out to Bad Religion

out a magazine homie. I'm talkin bout these hoes gone be something serious. (verse 1) Im a top notch nigga i do grade A shit ima keep it 100 i want

is illusionary Raise my son, no vindication of manhood necessary [M.D.] Not strong [T.K.] Only aggressive [M.D.] Not free [T.K.] We only licensed [M.D

trapping We the Best that's the lesson I'll take you pussies to college Imagine me I'm gutta, now be the best it's of Heaven I swear that till I perish I

true love's hair} Knowledge the green Wallies, all I see Mama hold math like caller I.D. Chose the path that chose me I'ma tell you like G O D told

' in there and makin' it happen The LBP, the world famous Juice Bros The field Marshall Goodman and the man called Floyd "I" Thanks out to Bad Religion

is illusionary Raise my son, no vindication of manhood necessary [M.D.] Not strong [T.K.] Only aggressive [M.D.] Not free [T.K.] We only licensed [M.D

my birth rate I'd settle for lesser knowing I'm worth wait Or at least my weight in precious gems So I'm steadily steadily steadily Trying to lose my religion like R