Hell Yeah

[Vince Staples]

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

[Rag'n'Bone Man]

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

[Rag'n'Bone Man]

You and I don't feel obliged

Oh good Lord

[Rag'n'Bone Man]

But 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

[Vince Staples]

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

[Rag'n'Bone Man]

Salesman preaching from a soap box

Look at you pushing all ya sons and ya 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?

[Rag'n'Bone Man]

You and I don't feel obliged

Oh good Lord

[Rag'n'Bone Man]

But 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

[Vince Staples]

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 feel it 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 with 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 shit?

It's 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

[Rag'n'Bone Man]

But 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