Wedlock - Rev. Charisma lyrics

Do you believe every word, from my lying lips? I'll promise you heaven, from an apocalypse It's because of the skin, you're living in That makes you all so guilty of sin I'll quench the thirst, your soul desires Because I know, I'm the chosen Messiah If you drink the cup, inside of your hand You can follow me, to the promised land I've got guns, I've got dynamite CNN is my satellite You'd better not, come inside 'Cause no one here is getting out, alive What's your hurry, what's your rush? It's easy enough, to be one of us The enemies, that I 've made Can say hello to my hand grenade I've spiked the punch, a little too much It tastes a bit rough,but it keeps you in touch I'll never forget, the promise I made Now have a taste of my famous kool aid I've got guns, I've got dynamite No one here is gonna mess with me tonight You'd better not, come inside 'Cause no one here, is coming out, alive My name is Jim Jones My name is Jim Jones My name is Jim Jones Who the hell are you? I will deliver 'Cause I'm your Reverend Charisma And by amphetamine's end We'll get to heaven If you follow me, follow me Get on your knees, and follow me