God Is Dead, and the War's Begun.

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Yeah
When the New York Times said god was dead 
And the wars begun 
I heard Irisa had a son
With a motherfucking blue heart

I miss the days when we was all pure 
Or at least all poor 
I am not sure 
'Till we heard them shots roar
We could hear bombs more
We all got ptsd 
Like we was in the Vietnam war
They arrest us for nothing 
It's like the cops bored 
In my jungle the pigs roam free
Until they wild boars 
We was wild boys 
Kids without no child toys 
A convoy 
Of armed boys
Tryna hit your mom's door 
With brooms mops spraying shit 
And wiping niggas down
It was not chores 
Sticks like we was out of Darfur
Bullets ripping through tissue like 
A nigga shit was cardboard 
Macs act like Mac makeup 
For times that we can't make up 
Be on that nigga face bruh 
It ain't no contour 
I miss my granny 
I should call more 
Me and the fans 
Need me to drop more
I wish I was religious 
My ex bitch made me wanna talk to god more
Rest In Peace Meechy
Rest In Peace Terrence 
I miss my dawgs more
Crip In Peace big Dre 
Yeah my hearts sore 
Bro was wavy till he was swimming in shots
He died over C's like he on tour

When the New York Times said god was dead 
And the wars begun 
I heard Irisa had a son
With a motherfucking blue heart
Blue flag in his pocket like he Tupac
And one on his head like he Snoop Dogg
He got a blue heart

I know a nigga
He got a lot on his mind 
Every summer his brothers and opposition will die
He got that glock on his side 
We from the same hood toxic 
Where they tote rockets 
I got a lot of problems inside 
It was like air strikes was outside
Our brothers was mobtied
They gon rock till we die
Young niggas with no roles models who tote choppas 
Thirty inside it hold hollows 
He got that chop on his side 
He gon' cock it and fire
And with that gun he turned to Ray Charles 
Why?
Cuz he'll be robbing you blind 

When the New York Times said god was dead
And the War's begun 
I heard Irisa had a son with a motherfucking blue heart
He got a motherfucking blue heart

And no this is not 
The blue heart interlude part 3
I felt like I should say that 
I don't do trilogies 
Seriously guys 
Don't call it that

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