Perry for the People Lyrics

Perry for the people baby

Perry heaven sent

Give your penny to your people

Or else bury every cent

Yeah, these Rappers evil people

They give lechery up for lent

When I said I'm raising steeples

A golden angel's what I meant

And the saviour's raising people

Yeah the saviour's raising tents

Twelve for the sons of Israel, yeah

He died and paid the rent

Yeah twelve for the sons of Israel

To raise them by two but then

Watch so many fall to evil

Over paying ten per cent

Been spazzin since 12

Took my shot at hell

Gunning technical since 9 tell

Lyrics fast as well

Moseying through lines

Rifling through scriptures and minds, well

If it fits then it binds

Used to make 808s, now I'm into different signs

Almost vegetative I stew on this all day

Building my ice ammunition, snowball fight, coldplay

Click click click reload

Then into the cold day

Rocket powered bars explode

Like I'm trying to roleplay

Perry for the people baby

Perry heaven sent

Give your penny to your people

Or else bury every cent

Yeah, these Rappers evil people

They give lechery up for lent

When I said I'm raising steeples

A golden angel's what I meant

And the saviour's raising people

Yeah the saviour's raising tents

Twelve for the sons of Israel, yeah

He died and paid the rent

Yeah twelve for the sons of Israel

To raise them by two but then

Watch so many fall to evil

Over paying ten per cent

Man I been washed

Beat squashed

Heavy metal, meets God

Getting better, reach

For the ever better cream crop

I barely sleep, I dream, cop

Wasn't sleeping at the wheel

That's just how Perry really feels,

He's screeching till the wheels stop

Fed up again, getting feds to give up again

Bumping Fred again then finding better friends

I just wanna sleep, find peace in heaven then

When I finally sleep get the chance to live again

Perry for the people baby

Perry heaven sent

Give your penny to your people

Or else bury every cent

Yeah, these Rappers evil people

They give lechery up for lent

When I said I'm raising steeples

A golden angel's what I meant

And the saviour's raising people

Yeah the saviour's raising tents

Twelve for the sons of Israel, yeah

He died and paid the rent

Yeah twelve for the sons of Israel

To raise them by two but then

Watch so many fall to evil

Over paying ten per cent

I am not an artist

Home is where the heart is

My heart is in the temple

With my father

I am not a rapper

I'm a vessel

For the spirit of God

Falcon flying fast like Kessel

I am not an ape I'm a man

You think I can't, but I can

Why don't apostates understand

If you have no landing gear you won't

land

Perry for the people baby

Perry heaven sent

Give your penny to your people

Or else bury every cent, yeah

These Rappers evil people

They give lechery up for lent

When I said I'm raising steeples

A golden angel's what I meant

And the saviour's raising people

Yeah the saviour's raising tents

Twelve for the sons of Israel

He died and paid the rent

Yeah twelve for the sons of Israel

To raise them by two but then

Watch so many fall to evil

Over paying ten per cent