Hell Yeah

Hell Yeah -Rag'N'Bone Man /Vince Staples
Written by ：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