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comin’ for it,
Chop it off clean feed It to the pigs,
I’m the krazy kracka this my introduction,
I’m grimy on the mic I ain’t touch a pole,
I know I’m

the issue
I'm itching for something interesting
(Itch itch)
I catch a fit
If they don't like my pic
I'm sensitive

I need that red alert
I'm looking down

you'll see me beyond heavens gates
I challenge gods,
Sit on my throne
I am immortal, you'll die alone
I am eternal, forever, all powerful
You worship me

now
Man I'm living it out
I ain't desperate I don't need a lot of friends
But I'm here for the people to disciple them
Worship music bumping in my

was a climber the way I climb higher
Time goes by I design up some more fire

Who is you kiddin
I'm not a kid
Told smoke good riddance
But that you can

How can you say there’s no God above me?
I’m in favor of the odds, what more? He loves
This is real life my brother— I ain’t adding none
Oh, y’all had

a second with the right kind of money
Life in the west we, obsessed by money
Mind how you worship, you can't be blessed by money
I do the best with all my

a second with the right kind of money
Life in the west we, obsessed by money
Mind how you worship, you can't be blessed by money
I do the best with all my

what about society painting everybody as me
But tell me if I want real love I gotta beg in the streets
Just for my very own to disrespectfully step to me

That's why I'll never get your people
It's like every place of worship is a safe place for this evil
I'll never ask someone to lose faith or stop believing

I know how to overcome
Been hit by a serpent's tongue
But now that the snake is gone
Nobody can stop me

Sit so pretty on my throne
Jaws drop from

I know how to overcome
Been hit by a serpent's tongue
But now that the snake is gone
Nobody can stop me

Sit so pretty on my throne
Jaws drop from

skinned leaving nothing but the lips
My penis throbbing whip it out stiff
Rip ya fuckin head off as ya suck my dick
Hypnotised by manuscripts that's why ya

feeling passes
Faster then bullets passin’
(Huh)
My temple quite resentful
Demons I think they sent for
Left for dead by your kinfolk
Cop a pound then I

Lately I've found myself stressing
Nobody will give me my credit
All of my verses are real
And I'm still underrated I swear that I've had it
They say

the joint, my nigga
Hood ways got us runnin' from the oinks, my nigga
These ain't disguises (yeah)
This is how better real life gets
Then they imitate

Dear Sammy 
Still stuck in my ways
Cuz I been texting you for months
Thought of calling for days
A few things mood swings
I get carried away

teeth
I can feel my inner demons begging to be released
It's real It's deep
It's all that I envisioned unleashed 
It's dark It's sweet
It's what everybody

and computers archives filled with classics all i got is exclusives i been sick my flow colder than mucus photography director i built a plan for the shooters

stumble
But we don't fall down
So if you not ready to fight
Why you coming around? 
Only room for real ones
My circle getting smaller
My doubt doesn't exist

习惯了被虚伪面孔对待
It’s a real life when you get used to fake faces
就会慢慢忘掉什么叫做被
爱
And you gradually forget what is
love
你
说你痛苦像是伤口上被撒了盐吧
Said your pain like put salt

more
Cops is shooting people
And we worship social media
Ugh
Man nobodies even running their life
All were driven by is fear
And getting hundreds

that Jesus gave me
When life tries to kill your joy
Take a stand
Let Christ fill that void
God can raise the dead
Lookin’ for some real joy
Then get

candles burning
Thought I lost it all for certain
Still emerging, no discernment
My reality's been burdened by you critics with opinions
Why you niggas