Lyrics:
Ladies and gentlemen, one and all
It is time for the night's main event
Tonight we've a treat, so
Please take your seat
And please finish placing you
shit's easy to me, you won't see me fail
Ain't no beating me, bitch, you know me well
Blocked numbers, I get apology emails
You see me leave people, we
high so high so high
Shitting on you bitches like a bird when he's flying by
We are the Hill we came to get you high
They're are calling me insane why
Glock on me when I ride in the foreign
Ain't saving no slut, she'll be gone by the morning
Backwood full of exotic, I'm snoring
Came off the bench,
by
Live his will follow God's guide
Always holy on the outside
But there's a war inside my mind
Lost some battles I ain't gonna a lie
Win the war then
inside
Having conversations with god asking how to rest in piece without having to die
He told me I'm the balance of the world and there's a war coming
I
feel like, i gotta spit these bars quick
Before the starship gets blown up by the martians
These wars aint stoppin
Bipartisan prison, lets make everyone
Ahh man
War going on
Ain’t nobody safe from it
The adversary stay coming
Lawd keep him humble it’s about to get disgusting
The discussion let’s
over we make up for all the lost time
My first born I will ever leave your side as long as I'm alive
Deep inside I've been deprived but never ran
the riots
Why we got the blame
When the Romans crucified?
Why we got the pain
When the Germans brutalized?
Why we get the shame?
I still don't understand
Why
want war? We want war. I got God. I got God
You don't want no deep problems. You don't want no deep problems
Blessings on blessings, So you know I ain't
it good
But we been at war and under attack
We got P.O.W.s fightin' to get back in jail
And these affected by the poverty war
We pack gats
You brought us the a-bomb
In so many ways endorsed by God and The Book
So God loves a war monger?
Hey Mr.Blix: forget Iraq and the time it took
To give us chiefs and sheriff
I mean these motherfucking thieves
That was when Jesus came from Europa
Escorted by his brother
His twin from Arabia
They
teaches religious rules
They tell us we're not saved
'til we dip in their wicked pools
Woe to you wicked pastors, ordain 'em
Make people suffer
You can
in its flames But now we no longer feel the same
It's like underground cave systems connect by chains of darkness
While I pray it won't send you I
afterbirth
Past will lurk, the massive curse
Four plagues with Horus in their head
Rigor mortis will spread
‘nough said, we came for all of the dead
He that
thinkin' this is funny,
Brutus ain't givin' y'all no money, Antony's great,
We got a gait,
Put Brutus up in a grave, if he speak on my name,
Roman ice, got
Risked all six his phalanges
Roman candles at both ends of his synapses
And the method with which he recycled his humours
Trojan horse'd his
dungeon, and summon up the second comin'
People started runnin', aliens with hair like Rastafarians
Captured, placed inside of aquariums, studied by
but peacefully cause we think that peace is only got
by peaceful methods and that to fight the establishment
with their own weapons is no good,
because
the point of a plot if there's no twist
Got the drop of the opps in the focus
Hold this
I am in god mode
My reign has been roman
And they still tryna play my
high so high so high
Shitting on you bitches like a bird when he's flying by
We are the Hill we came to get you high
They're are calling me insane why
to the Ghost
Most this world spiritually dead
My YAHWEH favored the woke
There is purpose in your pain my newness came from the broke
Was once controlled by all
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