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 Sufjan Stevens vs Kayne West

Sufjan Stevens vs Kayne West

Tremendo cocktail de dos canciones no-tan-opuestas: "They Are Night Zombies!!" de Sufjan Stevens y "Jesus Walk" de Kayne West Kayne West: Jesus Walk Yo, We at war We at war with terrorism, racism, and most of all we at war with ourselves (Jesus Walks) God show me the way because the Devil trying to break me down (Jesus Walks with me) with me, with me, with me [fades] You know what the Midwest is? Young & Restless Where restless (Niggas) might snatch your necklace And next these (Niggas) might jack your Lexus Somebody tell these (Niggas) who Kanye West is I walk through the valley of the shadow of death is Top floor the view alone will leave you breathless Uhhhh! Try to catch it Uhhhh! It-s kinda hard hard Getting choked by the detectives yeah yeah now check the method They be asking us questions, harass and arrest us Saying "we eat pieces of shit like you for breakfast" Huh? Yall eat pieces of shit? What-s the basis? We ain-t going nowhere but got suits and cases A truck full of crap rental car from Avis My momma used to say only Jesus can save us Well momma I know I act a fool But I-ll be gone -til November I got packs to move I Hope (Jesus Walks) God show me the way because the Devil trying to break me down (Jesus Walks with me) The only thing that that I pray is that my feet don-t fail me now (Jesus Walks) And I don-t think there is nothing I can do now to right my wrongs (Jesus Walks with me) I want to talk to God but I-m afraid because we ain-t spoke in so long To the hustlers, killers, murderers, drug dealers even the strippers (Jesus walks with them) To the victims of Welfare for we living in hell here hell yeah (Jesus walks with them) Now hear ye hear ye want to see Thee more clearly I know he hear me when my feet get weary Cause we-re the almost nearly extinct We rappers are role models we rap we don-t think I ain-t here to argue about his facial features Or here to convert atheists into believers I-m just trying to say the way school need teachers The way Kathie Lee needed Regis that-s the way I need Jesus So here go my single dog radio needs this They say you can rap about anything except for Jesus That means guns, sex, lies, video tapes But if I talk about God my record won-t get played Huh? Well let this take away from my spins Which will probably take away from my ends Then I hope this take away from my sins And bring the day that I-m dreaming about Next time I-m in the club everybody screaming out (Jesus Walks) God show me the way because the devil trying to break me down (Jesus Walks) The only thing that that I pray is that my feet don-t fail me now (Jesus Walks) And I don-t thing there-s nothing I can do now to right my wrongs (Jesus walks with me... fades) I want to talk to God but I-m afraid because we ain-t spoke in so long Sufjan Stevens - They Are Night Zombies!! I-L-L-I-N-O-I-S! Ring the bell and call or write us I-L-L-I-N-O-I-S! Can you call the Captain Clitus? Logan, Grant, and Ronald Reagan In the grave with Xylophagan Do you know the ghost community? Sound the horn, address the city (Who will save it? Dedicate it? Who will praise it? Commemorate it for you?) We are awakened with the axe Night of the Living Dead at last They have begun to shake the dirt Wiping their shoulders from the earth I know, I know the nations past I know, I know they rust at last They tremble with the nervous thought Of having been, at last, forgot I-L-L-I-N-O-I-S! Ring the bell and call or write us I-L-L-I-N-O-I-S! Can you call the Captain Clitus? B-U-D-A! Caledonia! S-E-C-O-R! Magnolia! B-I-R-D-S! And Kankakee! Evansville and Parker City Speaking their names, they shake the flag Waking the earth, it lifts and lags We see a thousand rooms to rest Helping us taste the bite of death I know, I know my time has passed I-m not so young, I-m not so fast I tremble with the nervous thought Of having been, at last, forgot I-L-L-I-N-O-I-S! Ring the bell and call or write us I-L-L-I-N-O-I-S! Can you call the Captain Clitus? Comer and Potato Peelers! G-R-E-E-N Ridge! Reeders M-C-V-E-Y! And Horace! E-N-O-S! Start the chorus Corn and farms and tombs in Lemmon Sailor Springs and all things feminine Centerville and Old Metropolis Shawneetown, you trade and topple us I-L-L-I-N-O-I-S! Hold your tongue and don-t divide us I-L-L-I-N-O-I-S! Land of God, you hold and guide us


Compartido por José Pablo Fernández el 10 de diciembre de 2013

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