Lyrics:
Of The Earth To Kill By Sword,
Famine And Plagues And By The Wild Beasts Of The Earth
Seal V
I Saw Those Who Had Been Slain Because Of The Word Of God
And I
by, that I ain't high
Hit da mall everyday, nigga, I stay fly
26 inches, yeah, I'm sittin' up high
And I'ma keep it hood, homie, dat's no lie
Not
Mortal's blood forever flows
Mountainous black
Engulfed in a shadow
A bone chilling growl and an Eye of Hate
A ghastly fate, held prisoner by the Eye
Yet
n****
Lt Ja tell it, that's murder inc boy's, that's real killers
Money laundering, tax avaid and drug dealers
Backed by chemical grit, you can't be
Got the taste of blood
On my tongue killa
Watch you fall
Burn in the fire
You call for God
But nobody come for ya
Watch your whole life flash Before ya
Mariana Trench
And thinkin', holdin' my breath, until I feel 3-2 like Wretch
Until my last bastard breath
I'ma cut man down on a barberous flex
Who
say shhhh bro am your God
Big boy
You know I pay for it more than it's worth
Big dog
I am breaking the door I come in it gets worse
Big man
Three holes
say shhhh bro am your God
Big boy
You know I pay for it more than it's worth
Big Dog
I am breaking the door I come in it gets worse
Big Man
Three holes
delegates and panelists all representin they nationalism
And the battle inches on, every section separated
By eth-nic features decorated veterans deliverin
shit that I got from Zone 3
Blowin' Orange Mile, yeah, we call it Tennessee
I'm good in every hood everybody know me
So don't wake me up, I swear to God
The brides of sin are wed
Their price, nine holy heads
White marble walls bleed red
Fuck the Bastards
Come on...
God's creation - all must see
We've prayed the prayer with no reply
Words float off into the night
Couldn't cut our doubt with the sharpest knife
Oh, oh God forgive us
Silence
later
He silence the devil He silence the haters
He came down to Earth and He gave us His favor
God is my portion so Jesus my cater
I ain't faded boy I
the madness
Three inches more
My hair is a forest
I don’t need none of
Y’alls violence
Check your time
Homie we timeless
Lay low for a while
And you’ll find
might be
It's likely they just like me
We different but the same we covered
By the blood of the King
I don't do black music I
Don't do white music
I do
by the future
I love his heritage
He is wise enough to know himself and judge accordantly
A wise mind know his body
But Tut is flawed
How he gon reply
Kenny
When my pockets get fat as Cartman
I can write it and produce it
Turn silence into music
With nobody's help all by myself
I can do it at a level
the great divide, and a white man stiff and still,
Lying there by his lonesome self, and I figured it must be Bill.
So I thought of the contract I'd made
Ja tell it, that's murder inc boy's, that's real killers
Money laundering, tax avaid and drug dealers
Backed by chemical grit, you can't be serious
wanted your attention. And you ta take these inches. Wud put cho legs up by my head them deeper strokes was fittin. Wud grab yo waist pick up the pace
into the cave by The Dragon's tail
For a split second
While there was only silence
Well
The King looked around for The Man
Who was nowhere in sight
But
gave em inches
Now I cannot find a critic
Now they finally showing interest
But Imma have to charge em' interest
Interest, interest
Making money by
to uproot
By planting Planned Parenthood in non white neighborhoods
Yet the victims of this genocide, march for planned parenthood
Non abortion services in
Them fairy tales you tell in your rounds
Will have a shell in the pound
Split your melon to the white
Meat with no melanin found
I could push your
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