Revenge (feat. Rome)

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Jule

Yule (also called Jul, jól or joulu) is a winter festival historically observed by the Germanic peoples that was incorporated into Christmas during the Christianisation of the Germanic peoples and in the modern period is celebrated separate to the Christian festival by adherents of some new religious movements such as Modern Germanic paganism. Scholars have connected the original celebrations of Yule to the Wild Hunt, the god Odin, and the heathen Anglo-Saxon Mōdraniht ("Mothers' Night"). The term Yule and cognates are still used in English and the Scandinavian languages as well as in Finnish and Estonian to describe Christmas and other festivals occurring during the winter holiday season. Furthermore, some present-day Christmas customs and traditions such as… more »

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I woke up one morning grabbed my pistol and a vest
I stepped out the crib with a rifle at my chest
I'm boutta catch a body cause somebody got my cash
Walked up in his home with a forty stashed
Jail time is now what I cared about
I busted through that door and I aired it out
I let that chopper sing with a melody
I know I'm boutta catch another felony
Ever since that day I ain't been feeling the best
I can't focus
I can't eat
I can't even get no rest
Walked up out the door and I'm headed to the store
I've been high as hell and I'm boutta smoke some more
As I'm walking out the store there was a gun up in my face
Mad as hell
I could tell
He just want to see me dead
I tried to talk him down find some time to waste
But he wasn't hearing me his mind was filled with rage
I ain't have a gun
I ain't even have a vest
As I tried to run this pussy shot me in the chest
As I'm bleeding out he tucked his pistol and he left
I start to see the light as I take my final breathe
He was walking out the store I put my gun up in his face
He was trying to tell me something but my mind was filled with rage
This pussy killed my homie gotta put him in his place
This the type of shit that's putting family in the grave
The pain from being less can make a good man go astray
And the chance of being good can make a bad man change his ways
I'm tired of keeping shut now it's time to let it spray
Little did I know that was a son they can't replace
Momma coming
She a sinner now
Her son was running
Oh she a killer now
The choir was humming
Her tears were falling down
The streets are talking
Her ears are bigger now
She found the culprit
She made him pay
She out of bullets
His brothers came
They saw her do it
He's KIA
Now she's gone visit
Her son today
They were walking out the house I aimed my rifle through the fence
I was left an orphan when my momma sought revenge
I had lost my brother when they brother got revenge
They had lost a brother cause my momma had no sense
I could understand what they been feeling ever since
We lost a part of us so now we feeling like we less
I could pull this trigger fingers feeling kind of tense
Or I could walk away and end this cycle for the next

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