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Chuck Mason

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Yeah, yep
F*ck your religion, this exactly what you prayed for
F*ck your ambition, this exactly what you aimed for
F*ck your bitch, that's exactly what she came for
Don't be offended, I'm just playing

You are now submersed, baptism flow of the gods birthed in Reaganomics, god, god
Glock 40s or margarine, I mastered economics
No conniving serpents in my Genesis, what the premise is
Only chase the golden circles, I learned that from Sonic
Vibes running through my body from the hydroponic
Need to drop a classic before the Eulogy's another Chronic
Told them I created "god", now isn't that ironic
Far from sacrilegious, yet it's quite iconic
Trying to get my royal penis cleaned at the Waldorf-Astoria
Hop back in time in DeLoreans
Baptized you just to open up the album, now you born again
Dry devils, come up wet devils, let the story begin
Is it, five bibles or five rifles, pray them down or shoot them dead
I hang false idols off tall Eiffles
All cipher, preaching to a younger me, all stifled
Swear that none's created like you king and they all trifle
No misdirection, this is wack rapper genocide
I take y'all back when Outkast dropped Aquemeni
SpottieOttieDopaliscious, Charles a little discotheque in Niggaville
Prophesying metaphor for Chuck M out of Nappyville
You know, smarter descendant of martyrs
Cush in my Moorish veins before three-fifths of men were bartered
And I ain't talking weed, nigga, I'm talking you and me
Kemet raided by the Whites, pillaged by the Greeks

Watch how I speak, these here are proverbs, elevated to God verbs
Lyrical ammunition, Chuck M, M is for Mossberg
Looking for your bitch, my nigga, you might've lost her
She's dancing with the wolves and I'm the black Kevin Costner
Yeah, I heard your album and well it was quite pathetic
Cop that GTA, yo I heard it was quite prophetic
Stories from adolescent memories, quite eidetic
Suffered every indiscretion now learning not to regret it
Rappers that I've murked, I'm sacrificing human bodies
Decapitating G.O.A.Ts sip from their skull Illuminati
I'm bullshitting, preacher I'm pulpitting that light
Dudes serving years for serving stings, only fools spitting that White
So I murdered these personas they got on loaner
Dead that Nicole Brown, all I needed was Isotoners
Turn this song up ... blow your dome up
No Timothy McVeigh, what can I say
Perfect my skills in every way on everyday
I'm always etching hit lists in the booth just sketching bodies
Chuck Mason O.B.G.Y.N. I'm always catching bodies
Luvenia, Smith, and Summer's got them always prepping bodies
Chuck, lyrical pallbearer got hearses for everybody
Everybody, closest friends, even closer enemies
Fucking up my energy, that's word from my inner G
Dissing don't mean shit to me, that's barking like a bitch to me
I came to burn facades, the revelation of god

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