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Prophesy

In religion, a prophecy is a message that has been communicated to a person (typically called a prophet) by a supernatural entity. Prophecies are a feature of many cultures and belief systems and usually contain divine will or law, or preternatural knowledge, for example of future events. They can be revealed to the prophet in various ways depending on the religion and the story, such as visions, divination, or direct interaction with divine beings in physical form. Stories of prophetic deeds sometimes receive considerable attention and some have been known to survive for centuries through oral tradition or as religious texts. more »

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I bomb first like if my name was
Makavali the Don
I love beef
If it's on
Well then it's on
Vicious on contact
An aristocrat
F*ck a knife and a bat
It's a gun fight
So pull out yo gat
I'm ready to peel back
Any attack attempts
You coward, You a wimp
You a hoe, I'm a pimp
Your retaliation I assume
A full-blooded soldier
Just entered the room
Murder on site boom
McArthur park wasn't shit nigga
I flew off the cliff
Had my lung removed from my chest nigga
Now what cha going do
When me and my soldiers come marching down the street for you
Hide like a bitch
Because that's what bitches do
Prophesy and illusion
Will murder your whole crew
Soldier style mother fucker
We ain't through
A lyrical massacre of the mind
Endless in time
Infinitely divine
We murder
From ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Y'all mother fuckers shouldn't of never fucked with us
Now you got me reaching for the back of my trunk
We murder
Soldier's on the run who love to bust
We dangerous
Bitch ass nigga don't f*ck with us
Don't f*ck with us
We murder
From ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Y'all mother fuckers shouldn't of never fucked with us
Now you got me reaching for the back of my trunk
We murder
Soldier's on the run who love to bust
We dangerous
Bitch ass nigga don't f*ck with us
Don't f*ck with us
F*ck your street name
With a 12 gauge
I'll shoot up your whole gang
Leave your connects house
Burning up in flames
Fucking your bitches
You can have my left overs
She always comes back
Cause I got the bomb soldier
F*ck all these tagging crews
Who want to be like them gangster dudes
And do what dumb shit that them gangster do
Well let's put this into perspective
You're writing 3 letters on a walls
That sounds elementary not gangster at all
Be real your only children
With a cans of paint
15? 16? Barely old enough to date
I hate when u think your hard claiming your from LA
This Bakersfield homie and Bakersfield don't play
Bitch let's get this strait
You're on my turf
Pioneer, Jefferson, or MLK
Potomac, Heritage, or University
Krylon warriors
Ill cross out your crew
F*ck that
Ill break your wrist
Poke out your eyes
You're through
We murder
From ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Y'all mother fuckers shouldn't of never fucked with us
Now you got me reaching for the back of my trunk
We murder
Soldier's on the run who love to bust
We dangerous
Bitch ass nigga don't f*ck with us
Don't f*ck with us
We murder
From ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Y'all mother fuckers shouldn't of never fucked with us
Now you got me reaching for the back of my trunk
We murder
Soldier's on the run who love to bust
We dangerous
Bitch ass nigga don't f*ck with us
Don't f*ck with us
Straight out the gate
With no hesitation
One less life
Is one less mouth hating
I'm the closest to the resurrection of satin
I ain't playing
I leave them dazed and confused
Black eyed and blued
Cross out they tattoo's
I ain't set tripping
No gang affiliation
Just 100% pure ass whooping's
Momma said knock u out
In the early ninety's
Now we got guns in your mouth
Methodical like the Chinese
Leaving cars in front of trains
Suicide bombers on planes
Hostages on tape being slain
I'm old school
I just beat a nigga till he can't move
In the south you get poked with pins
Voodoo
Who knew?
My prophesy would come true
Yo ass be running with the wrong crew
Ixnay on the free pass move
Your breaths are getting heavy
Body getting colder
It's almost the end
When it's all over
We murder
From ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Y'all mother fuckers shouldn't of never fucked with us
Now you got me reaching for the back of my trunk
We murder
Soldier's on the run who love to bust
We dangerous
Bitch ass nigga don't f*ck with us
Don't f*ck with us
We murder
From ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Y'all mother fuckers shouldn't of never fucked with us
Now you got me reaching for the back of my trunk
We murder
Soldier's on the run who love to bust
We dangerous
Bitch ass nigga don't f*ck with us
Don't f*ck with us

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