Rag'N'Bone Man Hell Yeah lyrics

[Verse 1: Vince Staples/Rag N Bone Man]

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

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

[Bridge:]

You and I don't feel obliged oh good Lord

[Chorus:]

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

[Verse 2: Vince Staples/Rag N Bone]

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

Sales man pitching from a soap box

Look at you pushing all ya sons and 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

[Bridge:]

You and I don't feel obliged oh good Lord

[Chorus:]

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

[Verse 3: 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

he weary word is bad but it was broken by preachers,

Pay my offerings but officers was living like leeches,

I'm feelin' 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 is 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