Lyrics:
Ulquirrorra got reaped by my cheffer
Tousen got reaped by my cheffer fucking traitor
Aizen should've got reaped but he got sealed either way soul reapers
shit is a buffet
Why he talk so much, he got nothin' to say
I hit that three like I'm Trae (what?)
Off the pill bitch I'm goin' insane (okay)
Bad bitch
our pardon from the Garden of Eden
and pulled a treason
there's been some confusion
about who's really real and who's the illusion
Is this thing based
an important fact that you should all know
God is not visible cause He's not man made (Woah)
Heart so dark I cannot see
You reaching out to me
Distracted by
to satisfy me
By taking out the knife
People they don’t understand
Why the hell would I love the devil diva
There is nothing I can do
I swear to God I would
savior
There is nothing you should fear
I delight in you and always keep you near
(Always keeps you near)
Hello lovely
Smell so sweet to me
I'm hung up
cruicified my ass for fish fry
Moses burnt the bush so he could get high
I was in the church tryna sell crack to Christ
The same way Christ sold blacks
have been my God
Do not be far from me
For trouble is near and there is no one to help
Many bulls surround me;
Strong bulls of Bashan encircle me
fleeting, gold is fickle
Gold is fun
There is gold across the river
But I don't want none
I would rather be tried
Than held up by a golden gun
cross hairs
Blacker than my granddaddy armchair
He never really got no time to chill there
Cause this life is warfare, warfare
Deep on the front
want back to him as my ghost
And he knows just by the way I feel him
Life and in there I begin
My times are wrapped up with sin
See a thing you
strength is gone, and she cannot stand.
Verse Two
An elderly man looks out his window watching chaos all around.
He is alone. It seems no one cares, and he
her till May
Collections team callin'
Cause the hospital pay is late
Baby momma trippin'
She tired of the strugglin'
He feel the same way
Cause he tired
shirt I wear comes from the Philippines
And the car I drive is a Chevrolet
It was put together down in Argentina
By a guy making thirty cents a day
Well,
I'm scared
So afraid to show I care
Will he think me weak
If I tremble when I speak?
Ooh, what if
There's another one he's thinking of?
remote
I heard my phone ringin, I wonder who could it be
It was the E, the V, yes the I-L E
He said, "We got static - word, I just got out
Punks tried
There is a way that seems right to a man
And the end of his own ways are for to die
But the highway of life is founded forever
And the maker
This is from Friedrich Nietzsche
You know, of course you probably know that he was the philosopher who announced the death of God
What he meant by
should've swerved, he was an obstacle in disguise
Bounded by nothing, I belong to no city
Haunted by no man, I am everything
All I need is a helping hand
again?)
There is no diet 'for he hardly eats
He once said he heard voices in his sleep (Hahahaha)
I tried my best to get him therapy
(A pen and paper is all
Is always lovin war
(The one who's on the front line
Well he ain't as sure)
Don't appreciate all your blessings
You need to struggle more
(Might have
Oh, life is so hard
And you have to choose
The call of the wind
On the highway of fools
Why does a man never cry when he's feeling
You murder
of his "life"
I must keep him deep ice
He is your father fire lord
He won't die by any sword
You must try to believe
The only way to keep the town alive
The Kid was wondering
why everyone was dead
so many shots he heard
he has no more sweet dreams
sisters brothers all killed by the shots
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