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to the choir
Send them bands up
And reserve all praise for the most high
He the only one can save you when I roll by
Cause I don't take prisoners
I just make

sleep
Na you go rap na me go sing girl
You lead choir na me go preach
Let's play police and thief
Monkey dey work baboon dey sleep
Your palm dey sweat
My

Verse: 

Winters comin think im missing my old piece,
Bitches talkin like they know me,
Walk wit my heart on my hip where the chrome be,
By myself

cbide by the rules only god knows who you really could be 
don't listen to her don't listen to him don't listen to me 
cll these words make sense 
it's

ask the God I believe in to intervene & do something for our people.
This is a country built up by slaves and immigrants; I just want us to see

nigga
And what i do?
Go check the all star picture
Thats only to say that God he got me
So i could care less
Really if you doubt me
Suggestions to be made

baby mama trying to rock the boat just like Aaliyah
Feed you to the wolves, was really nice to meet you
You singing to the choir, your ass thought you

your soul get exchanged
For change, and figures you convinced I overdo it
You tripping if you think I'm only human
He got the DNA of a deviant nature

and gone, he left and knew me introverted
A decade and a half and now I'm finally writing verses
Deserted without dessert cause I'm feeding you what I

Streets stained with blood and dead dear ones / Songs of war played by guns and bombs / A parents weep, a childs scream / Breaths shut for good with

Caught lackin', caught 2
That's what the kids do
Rainy day for a outside funeral
He never grew old
God damn...
Doggie doo on the bottom of my new soles

Square
Listen to the carolling choirs
Getting home and sitting by the fire
Decorating the Christmas tree
Tinsel striking so visually
Open presents with

on his face
Gravitated towards percussion
Mother had the Holy Ghost
Oppressed because she was a woman
Pops did his sermons with integrity
He walked

desk
And I think too much
Just stuck in my head

I smoke too much
I guess I'm dancing with death
He spoke to me once
And I took his last breath

I choked

must be real
If there’s a God too, why he never helps us
When it’s only greed and hate we feel?’
Life will never be the same 
now heaven seems so close,

the captain he aint needed here cause Im a fly.
It dont matter where we end up its all on the ride.
Dropping knowledge and wisdom I’m one hell of a guy.
I hear

born in December, five days before Christmas day
Haunted by the ghost of the Christmas past
Didn't wanna blind him so I kept my wrist tilted this way

Termites

Protest the Hero

Scurrilous

2011

he disappeared
Confirming everything that I feared
The time passed is shown by the length of his beard

Solomon stands, dead on his feet
Waiting

some flashbacks of a few he tied
Up and strangled with a piece of wire, cutting in the neck
Screaming like a choir, cassette tape playing theme of psycho

singing to the choir
Let me fall back
Then I fell on my knees and said oh
Lord please a young fella need help
Told me He was all I need
To love everybody

I'll
Tell you now that's no choir bang
Bang bang
Bang your mums aunty boom
Skrapz is wet
Your mum makes greasy chicken wings
With the dick
Your dad rides

a pool of blood.

The voice of singing is so bleak,

Slowly sinking in the blood,
Singing unfair things.

Bloody waltz,
If God sees this sight,

Will it be

Pelikan Flieg

Eko Fresh

Eksodus

2013

Niggers wasn't ready to rise
Me, I'm still up by god
Though respectin' the pride
Rappin' in wise, top five, dead or alive
I'm a certified gangster
Word

in my kitchen my nigga
And we was weighin' blow
Mobwire, my nigga, only God flyer
Tryna keep warm by the fire in my fly attire
Never wanna rap