Blasphmey (feat. Slitty & Suede Ivey)
Peatr Parkr
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My jewels on godly My neck on Jesus My Wrist on On Allah That's blasphemy on body Worship the God son I'm God sent Grills color diamond I'm Conscious Without a conscience That's a catch 22 Bitch i'm in my rare form They're sleeping on me Like chloroform All this hating makes my dick hard No embalming fluid I'm the coroner I'm off the shroom like a forager Got me out this world like a foreigner Chopping woods like a forester I'm upper class no sophomore In my rare form Grey poi pom On point like a pyramid Period I am so fucking superiour One God up above Trap god down below So, the what f*ck are they scared of My jewels on godly My neck on Jesus My Wrist on On Allah That's blasphemy on body Worship the God son I'm God sent Grills color diamond I'm Conscious Without a Conscience That's a Catch 22 Voices of demons and angels We tripping out see a different angles Reincarnate to someone i've been too Bouta come get you w/ Krishna and Vishnu You gone need a reverend We too Godly, and we gone need our credit I saw Buddha off of an edible So he definitely blessing my brethren Bow down to Lord bitch Everyone's ready to worship Yeah That's what the Lord said You know the earth is my turf kid Clearing the surface That's when the deities purging Piling up bodies and corpses Seems like these humans ain't learning I got the Thoth Emerald Tablets Stashed at the crib, couple more Scrolls at the Vatican had tap in With my nigga Shango, Horus Roll up a spliff Pass it to me then Anubis Prometheus we sorta like twins Call me the all father, Odin Tell me who's better or who's worse World move fast forward or reverse I put my faith in, all these words and curses Got me reading em like, bible verses Some feel like they ain't worth it If they don't follow a certain version What good is prayer You put no work in Just look within you and find your purpose My jewels on godly My neck on Jesus My Wrist on On Allah That's blasphemy on body Worship the God son I'm God sent Grills color diamond I'm Conscious Without a Conscience That's a Catch 22 F*ck yall talking bout We ain't got too much time left Way I'm stressing I can't catch a blessing You gon learn a lesson If you try an step Bend the corner All you hear is shell cases Blue faces Do a lot of reps Hell raising Yea I been crazy I just kill 'em all Til there's no one left From the bottom of the belly Aye Venmo, cash app, Zelle Hit me for some leve (Leverage) Damn Heard your bag ain't that heavy Climbing up Climbing up Climbing up We at the top And that's why you not finding us You out of line And that's why they not lining up Don't got the time To keep crying, they blinding us Y'all ain't seen Money Turn your fam petty Beef turn ya man's deady Drugs turn ya brain jelly Friendships turn Melly That's what I call envy Yea, yea Sold ya soul for a penny Scriptures, know I got plenty Blasphemy what you selling Your arguments compelling The preacher won't stop yelling
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Written by: Christopher Gauthier, JanCarlos Terrero, Suede Ivey
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