Lyrics:
them try
Swift like a silencer when I stroll by
I left a pool of blood in the spot where I once lied
Dr. Loomis tryna follow me looking for a trail
I
cheeks and hustle, nigga (uh-huh)
Game time, yeek twenty-three, the clip hang time
Gang signs, friendly fire, we ain't on the same side
Never catch me
and westbound
(How I feel inside)
It's black man and black queen
(Yes I tried, I tried,I tried)
In every country, every time
(I tried, I tried,I tried)
down to damage the globe
3 rolls, saw the lamb with blood on his robe
While the beast shove us in stoves
And the government swallow our souls
I'm
that get broke down
This is not a joke now, I'm serious, you feel it in the voice
Don't make me fill this gun up and leave a nigga moist
I'm a get-by
around here
Don't wanna see your face, you better disappear
The fire's in their eyes and their words are really clear
So beat it, just beat it
You
Old man in me but he's uninvited
Sin is death but that's something that I've died to
Messing up, tears pouring down I'm crying
How can I keep this up
This is glass grade
You got
Apocalypse
Jesus, you got crystals in here two inches, three inches long
This is pure glass
You're a goddamn artist
H.C
the fear
A growing fire in Perceval's eyes
Drawn by the powers from the skies
One holy bound, hooves press the ground
Her fetters frayed, she's running
the Glock
(Chorus)
From the streets below to everything above
To the heart that pumps Ra-kim Allah's blood
I swear I kick a hole in your speaker
the Three 6
40 Cal. in my draws runnin from them laws
a clip is rolled in my sock, I'm hoping that I don't fall
I'm certainly hittin corners,
this
A nice time to reflect
Your actions
Three dictionaries
And you can’t define me
Monastery bunch of niggas
To vibe with
Immortalized by
Mortal man
of merely being
Mind rot
Decaying
Blind death
In soluble
An archaic rain of weeping gods
soaking the soils of man
The archetype of morbid reality
Pale
fire to the land yeah, yeah
Woah, woah
Grab the word, it's time to go
Uh, yeah, yeah, we're setting fire to the land
Ah woah, woah
Put in work, it's time
the right filter for taking that selfie
My Ireland is rich land dressed by Penneys
My Ireland is The Quiet Man
And Waterford Whispers shouting for us all
My
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 it be
Though I been struck with a lightning
Straight above the stars
I'm talking atonement, I been anointed
Saved by His grace and washed in the blood
I guess
in Heaven along,
O praise Him! Alleluia!
Thou rising moon, in praise rejoice,
Ye lights of evening, find a voice!
[Chorus]
Thou flowing water,
that they see me
Niggas just blind to the fact, no 3D
Damn, but the diamonds I'm wearing look HD
Panoramic Plasma, big screen
Man on fire, 500
And all that time that 187 was on my mind
Shot the man in cold blood
And I knew his momma saw the drive-by
Design, and there ain't no tv until you see
long been dead with the tests, trials tribulations I’ve defeated in my head. True crowns are made of blood soaked thorns. The oath that I've sworn,
by Mr. Hyde
Without an invite mother fucka, don't come
Monstrous balls in your mouth, get the fuck on bitch
Come on come on [Repeat x3
and J-Dogg higher than a ladder.
Call me Smoke Dog, can my blood be fatter.
Yo, me stop smoking, man, what's the matter, dog.
I'm just trying to chill.
Smoking
before me
In these last days, I'm bringin rap glory
In the streets they hear it, some will remember the lyrics
In my demise, some will remember me in
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