Original lyrics
ENHe's a shaker, glory maker,
He always has an answer for you
Momma's seraph, devil's sheriff
Passing his life between the two
Cheistian by a coattail, least that's what he thought
Where the boy is headed is awfully, awfully hot
Whatcha, whatcha doin makin time with your life
Cantcha, cantcha see that it is all a big hype
Howya, howya spain it on a judgament day
I think, I think there's gonna be little to say
Ain't no heavenly homeboys by association
You see, you only get to heaven by aceptin the son
He's in trouble, runnin double
He's had to make a change in his plans
Heard a liar, in the fire
Now it's all slippin from his hands
Bought the standard package with all it's bogus frills
But it always cost you something cause you have to pay the bills
It's a juke, it's a jive, it's a hustle, it's a scam
It's a con, it's a fraud, it's the old film flam
It's a bike, it's a dupe, it's a classic dodgeroni
It's a ruse, it's a scheme, it's a ton of sliced baloni
