The Dean's List - Jerusalem lyrics

rate me

Salam Alekum, we’ve been through the fucking fire,

Me and all my brothers, you fuckers are in denial

It’s the real Old Testament, pompons and let ‘em in,

Just three at the front door, load a gun and let ‘em in,

June for the reason, me and ex’s had a break-up,

This ain’t a fucking reason, Jay and I had to make up.

Use it, nigger, that’s the shit your momma gave you,

Grew up on the same ship, I was fucking made you.

Then my force light, battle over thin men,

Momma had the world up, daddy was a thin man.

Becky had some good grades, Sadie had a good plan,

Fuck, I need a poker face, boy, I got a good hand.

Babies say I’m pop music, that should be a top music,

Watch you niggers crazy, I’m allowed to make my music.

They deserve our music, high class, God music,

This is what the Heavens play, show ‘em how the stars do it.

Jerusalem, Jerusalem.

Pick your poison, I’m owning the golden ticket,

You niggers sit and listen and niggers that go on living,

Be specific, imagine what we embody,

The new school, old school, president Marley.

I made a promise to promise to make a million,

I cross my fingers, I’m lying, I want a billion.

Hard living and easy women is okay,

Reading walls and walls is for the old days,

I made my old kicks, brought them on some new shit,

Ain’t nobody spurting, my purchase is where I move in.

That means I live good, living a good life,

Fucking with a bad bitch, wish she make a good wife.

Babies say I’m pop music, that should be a top music,

Watch you niggers crazy, I’m allowed to make my music.

They deserve our music, high class, God music,

This is what the Heavens play, show ‘em how the stars do it.

Jerusalem, Jerusalem.