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What if God was your mother
And what if God was your only son?
What if God made a big mistake
And missed a nail and hit his thumb
And what if sex was like money
And what if sex only came in the mail
And what if sex was a four letter word
Would you bang right now or wait for the sale?
I hear the life
I hear the life
I hear the life
I hear the past when the white is gone
Looking through the clouds of people
Looking back I see the righteous fall
And flipping through the pages of her book shelf
Oh my life
Uh
I am alive
I am alive
I am alive
I am the black when the waves gone
I am alive
I am alive
I am alive
I am the black when the waves gone
And what if sex was like money
And what if sex only came in the mail
And what if sex
And what if sex
And what if sex
And what if sex
And what if sex
And what if sex
And what if sex