Lyrics:
a facial upon ties
And laid in the archives
Man and you can force the
Issue with their lies
Or just pieces of the dark side
You don't want no shit with us
that be deemed, smarter
While living in a world driven by the prince of utter darkness
But we oughta see by now it's time to rearrange our mind frame
come to reap, to triumph
Reap the souls of fools, marked by light
Rejoice in eternal power and eternal sin
Manifest thyself, scorch the land
Scorn
and saltpetre. Scaling ladders raised and repulsed in turn, storms of razor tipped shafts exchanged by the combatants, isolated skirmishes raging upon
blood-clot Police boy
Them love to fire at young
Black man with a gunshot
Me not afraid of none of them
Bust my blood-clot gun
In a second it's kill or
Be
and strong
Down the Nile
Plague, darkness three days long
Hail to fire
So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let
hands
Told the jeweler, "Take my mans, ice him out, make it dance"
One-eighty in the Lamb', fuck around, break the trance
New coupe, two-hundred grand,
Deceit and trickery is the course of man
Whose courage faded and left a void unmatched
The blood of heroes has dried upon this land
The cge of Bronze is
the alley
Talked with the clown
He had a friend
A talking bush on fire
A man walked by
With teethes of a vampire
The blood sea got split up by Moses
Saw
the alley
Talked with the clown
He had a friend
A talking bush on fire
A man walked by
With teethes of a vampire
The blood sea got split up by Moses
Saw
It's the Recipe, I hope they rest in peace
I'm putting 5 in their life's, so they won't be seen
When we bury three, it's two more times to grieve
I
things by raising his voice
Celebrate! Be merry!
I've always got new plans
And judging by the reaction
I won't be short of fans
You do the fire, I'll do
Lord I'm your sheep
So when You are speaking through me Imma go over budget in speech
Pockets on leak
Demons they leach But I'm saved by blood of the Son
the smog
3:10 in the night, I'm screenin' booty calls
I'm plastic going through her drawers, tryna' feel withdrawals
They fiending our demise shine, what
run like
Rivers you're in de-nial
Most Ws in the booth I'm in the league now
This is called "Fire in
The Wretch" 3-2 style
Charlie change the name!
I’m In a trance
On expectorants
I expect rants
By Tyrannical tyrants
Promoting violence
I’m not just sitting back in silance
Bombs don’t hit hospitals
Deflate fake heirs to the throne or the culture abolished//
unapologetic so I'm set ready to bomb shit/
74 inches of obsidian in progress //
A promise,
High blood pressure pills prescribed by Dr. Lawrence
Got me gainin' weight, fuckin' up my right kidney
Cousin raped that school allow' with me
three seen the light in me once never dimming
Swore on the day I was born with the fire on me
I bring it
Hear them angels singing
E
I'm a lion
Never tire
ya box in the mud
Get ya glocks in ya gloves
Ride drops on dubs
We gon' live by that
Make the snitches catch a cut
Soldier pistol nigga what
Hit
in pales of blood
Then focus their lives on lies
And find they're hopeless in eyes of mind and why
We not designed, we right on time
And when we arrive
door
And shut the fuck up"
"Yeah man and clean the motherfucking spot up, smell like"
"Break the fucking breakdown in the working city, yo go get
and then I took two more
I was out the window cause by now they were right at my door
I took three shots and then I laid
They rushed in shooting so I
your demise
What? You're surprised all by my size?
It isn't wise, don't try to defy
It's okay to cry you won't survive
I can hang with the guys, seeing
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