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Bad Religion Prove It

heart is not a cold cauldron of proof I don't ever need to prove myself to you There's no such thing as hell But you can make it if you try There

is not a cold cauldron of proof I don't ever need to prove myself to you There's no such thing as hell But you can make it if you try There might

move around with them pounds and berretas (uh) Yeah faggot, if I want it I'm gon' have it Regardless if it's handed to me or I gotta grab it Don't make

pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, dollar bills Or is it the mindstate that's ill? Creating crime rates to fill the new prisons they build Over money and religion

smoother than usual It's from Above The Law, so see, it's crucial Hype beats are kickin' and rippin', yo, with a funky touch It's done the ruthless way, some say, it

, francs, yens, cowrie shells, dollar bills Or is it the mindstate that's ill? Creating crime rates to fill the new prisons they build Over money and religion

move around with them pounds and berretas (uh) Yeah faggot, if I want it I'm gon' have it Regardless if it's handed to me or I gotta grab it Don't make

pesos, francs, yens, cowrie shells, dollar bills Or is it the mindstate that's ill? Creating crime rates to fill the new prisons they build Over money and religion

move around with them pounds and berretas (uh) Yeah faggot, if I want it I'm gon' have it Regardless if it's handed to me or I gotta grab it Don't make