*all credit goes to hed_2012 for lyrics and Lummel666 for the song**
Hey (hed)!
We’re gunna never write songs.
The record company decided to cut this off of-They decided to cut this song off the album.
What the fuck?
Yeah because they thought it was too like anti-christianic or some shit.
Aw come on!
*Screams*
But I’m not my record company don’t get me wrong right?
Bullshit.
But meanwhile they put out all this gangsta rap shit talking about the women and shit and I dunno. Who’s fly-Who’s flying the world, Dre following us and shit?
That’s a good deal to me.
You gotta sell!
Ideas sell CD’s.
Consider your conviction.
Superstition gets you a bitch from other truth of fiction.
The story reported, distorted like some science fiction.
He went out and sinned.
Well Mr. Born Again, you judge and condemn but never listen.
It’s over.
Witness the end of God’s big business!
Witness this plan.
Reality is conscious.
If rap is everywhere who know feeling breeding.
I’m fiending, spreading my wings like a Demon!
Piss on your God show.
Shit on your salvation
My God is he’s so Holy in the fornication
Never threatened or deadened by the weak trick of damnation.
Ha shit.
We roll a joint to the page of the Book of Revelation.
And light the revolution so who can take my deuces.
And bother me when truth hits?
Nah because I’m (hed) pe.
The MCUD.
And the Demon with the big wee wee.
Kill me or not ha.
You be god damn upbeat.
And therefore I am these motherfucking men that don’t understand me.
Fuck it!
Fuck you!
No I’ma fucking burn this fucking bitch down through the fucking ground in retribution!
I wanna see their patience like we whittled all their patience of my enemies.
We didn’t kill them.
Let them know exactly who the fuck they fucking with.
The narratives free and evil keeping blacks feeding.
Working and breeding for that royal wage that gets your number one page.
The Lord has been deceiving my black spirit leaves me.
And polluting all the cheaper faith in me.
Who carry me?
My own wings now.
Oh motherfucking well.
You nail my soul because I help myself bleeding.
Super freedom.
You keep them to seed ‘em.
Rapper generation like that great feeling vibration.
Replace and I even take with wings on this situation.
You lying just what to believe him.
My faith, you in the dark be fire breathing.
Instead I’m spreading my wings like a Demon.
So hear at Sunday school they got the P.E. teaching.
I spread my legs like a Demon.
These words never alright like a paegan.
I spread my legs like a Demon!!!
Subject: Spread My Wings 
