Lyrics:
mouth spit only blasphemies
Macabrous destination this path will mark
Jesus Christ, please come here
Soon your blood will be spilled
By my hands, there is
going to roll
Drunken Kaye with her hot iron, charged by the cruel fire
Fresh flesh for the star-brand, Sour's wish for her command
The horses howl,
by 4 inches
I'm a grimy nigga so I like my bitches cruddy
My clothes dirty, dick shitty, and my knife bloody
I did too much dirt to turn back now
I'm
and anger
Stabbing devils in their chest with a rusty ship anchor
Blood and sand we command and conquer
Wasted land,
Then expand the regions undiscovered by
the smart core in the generator building
They're lucky that the equipment
Didn't seem disturbed by the command prompt
We need to anticipate all possibilities
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
forgive me, driving tipsy
Thank you fo being wit me through that crash
Three inches to the left
Four inches to the right
No coincidence, there's a reason
I got a plan in command on your ass, bitch
The little short young niggas is with caskets
You bein' front black nigga rolled up layed up on your
Puerto-Ricans, that's how we ride
Nocturnal foes mesmerized by the streetlights
One shot at glory, game will never give you three tries
For the haters I've
Ugh yeah ugh ugh
You gotta sweat
Sweat blood sweat blood
You gotta sweat
Sweat blood sweat blood
I was trained by a 3 star Lieutenant General
By the power of God yes
Its all about the anointing
Anointing means that your gifted and that your rooted in Christ
And you know his presence is all
disappear with my bitch in
A Mit'subishi Eclipse
Read my lips, I kill you
Blood will spill too
Did I say thank you? I grant you
Three wishes cause I be
kryptonite and the nigga Joey Crack know,
Whoever said "Game Over" must of had a hangover,
Get money, my driveway sponsored by Range Rover,
I got blood
Die by sword in the avernal fire
Agony is darkness downfall sin three
Real tormentor enjoy by suffer
Lord of all pleasure Jesus Christ fear…my
motherf***ers next
Suplex, n***a, break your motherf****ng neck
Murder-One case-beater, walk out of court laughing
Lead shower your corpse in a blood
ain't getting by me
Try me bitch
In my fly tee
Day & Nighty
You can't buy me
I'm too high see
I'm a motherfuckin' insomniac
Nocturnal bitch like I'm
sound
That resonates
Through all your afflictions
No one can endure this Hell
Even the one who commands it
By woe hate and blood we
Live in pain
Limbo
propel
Through the north facility, the city must suffer at the hand
Of the Chief's command, volts is in
At 3 minute intervals the heat intenses
semi-auto with lead
I'm seven inches, four pounds, been through so many towns
Ohio to Little Rock to Canarsie, livin' harshly
Beat up and battered
They
semi-auto with lead
I'm seven inches, four pounds, been through so many towns
Ohio to Little Rock to Canarsie, livin' harshly
Beat up and battered
They
Inches, God damn, shit tore through my jeans
Bitches drove by, start observing the peen
Fate is so amazed, she was begging me "please"
Pullin' out her tits,
you're boned
In the three piece suit, covered in dirt
I'm global
When my throw weird, bask me in blood
In the booth and on mic when I'm talking
Involved
is just one point of view
Drama is livin' in a 3rd world country
Fucked up and hungry without no money
Drama is trying to adjust to circumstance
And if you get out of line the left right is gon check ya
I got some niggas that'll wet cha
Its 3v Skeet is like who who it be
Its like tizz and I
It's
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