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FIXTURE THE MIXTURE
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I am Jesus Oldman. For whatever reason, I have begun to consider my mortality. Therefore. I am leaving my life's work to SoundClick.
CATS MAKE GREAT PIZZA. See Video. Hi World. I Am JESUS OLDMAN. Now considering my mortality, I am leaving my music, to SoundClick. Entrusting them to keep it alive, even after I am gone. Any money it will make, will go to SoundClick, not to me. Because I did it for Love, I did it for God. And I Trust SoundClick, to Keep This Alive For You All. -JO
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R&B • Gospel
Peak in subgenre #3
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JESUS OLDMAN
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Copyright 2025 - JESUS OLDMAN
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July 28, 2025
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MP3 14.5 MB • 320 kbps • 6:20
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FIXTURE THE MIXTURE You don't have a clue Every day they run right over you Because they got no soul But they sure got the bankroll You don't know that they paid For the ground where your kids are laid It's worse than you can even imagine They won't let you get above your station The fixture the mixture Deciding who gets put out to pasture You look and you can't figure You haven't seen the ledger The fixture the mixture The soulless bought and paid for You'd better kill me now For when I rise you're all out on a garbage scow You don't even know Every day they run you all through Because they got no soul But they sure got the bankroll You don't know that they paid For the ground where your kids are laid It's worse than you can even imagine They won't let you get above your station The fixture the mixture Deciding who gets put out to pasture You look and you can't figure You haven't seen the ledger The fixture the mixture The soulless bought and paid for You'd better kill me now For when I rise you're all out on a garbage scow Is it coincidence when they shoot a black man over 60 times They get a bonus, don't you know They earn a bundle letting those shooters Run amok they got paid real good They didn't give a... Fuck -Guitar solo... Think about the amount of money these Vivaldis Shelled out for Uvalde Stand 'round eating doughnuts And action's taken tearing the school down And rebuilding it... la la la la la... You don't have a damn clue Every day they buy and sell your lives from under you Because they got no soul But oh they sure got the bankroll You don't know that they paid For the ground where your kids are laid It's worse than you can even imagine They won't let you get above your station The fixture the mixture Deciding who gets put out to pasture You look and you can't figure You haven't seen the ledger The fixture the mixture The soulless bought and paid for You'd better kill me now For when I rise you're all out on a garbage scow Yes when I rise you're all out on a garbage scow You're so smug you think they don't know You're so smug you think they don't know You're so smug you think they don't know Oh no, not me... Me I know whoa whoa whoa... Oh yeah, and I'ma git you suckers Copyright 2025 - JESUS OLDMAN
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