Shakedown

Not everyone who calls Him Lord Is gonna walk down those streets of gold. Many will say, Look at what I did. He'll say, You were neither hot nor cold. A tree that bears bad fruit will burn, I want you to be without blame. Your foundation better be on

They come into our life not even listening baby. Long hallways dressed in gold to justify the souls that they＇ve sold. We＇ll start a revolution and bring them to their knees You know that this will be a shakedown, a shakedown baby. We＇ll start a revo