Lyrics:
on the Lord
Tonight I be playin in my room, on the Ouija boards
Screamim red rum at the top of my lungs
When I close my eyes, visions of bodies bein hung
Death
fucking face
And this is how you repay me? That's the thanks that I get?
I'm living out of my backpack while his face is all in your Snapchat
But it's okay,
home with all that chink in my eyes
My mother asked me do you think that I'm blind
Don't turn your back to fool me now
She said that you would need
Got there about midnight
My mother, she was worried
She woke up in a fright
Saying, "dear son, what have you done
To bloody up your clothes?"
I
expedition in your auditory
Categories don't apply
Your mind's eye is blinded by my battle raps
Like cateracts your habitat is Halifax
Once I run you out
Choose the sword, and you will join me
Choose the ball, and you join your mother, in death
You don't understand my words, but you must choose
Know I
I know I'm a man but some times yeah I cry
Dry my eyes
Suicide
Know I
So much pain in my system won't cry
So much pain in my system won't cry
Tell
you're understanding fully
Jamora yours truly
Let them introduce me
THE SEASON premiere my life's a mother-fucking movie
Haters keep a close eye on my
and we were sinking
Sinking away
John had left his country
His mother and his wife
He died there in Burgundy
In the middle of the night
Before he lay his
a Nigga get popped?
I seen it with my own eyes
Wu-Tang, gotta get this cream by any means, and that's on God
Mother fuck your Feelings. Hold your opinions,
the only one that I'm loving in between the sheets
You're something special
You're on my level
The best I've ever had out of only several
Let's get away
the Lies out they minds
As they fly high wide
In disguise hoping they eyes do not turn white
Triple 6 is my mindstate
Pre-occupied with devil shit
fire
Calibrating like a breath
Seeing death and my eyes hurt
In a world with liars
And I'm judged for being different
Seeing visions through my dreams
blowin' thru the mother fuckin budget
Good time with the cream like I'm Russian
That lemon (og) the apple of my eye
Shit turn me on every time that I touch
wit scrubs on my records deserve answers
(bridge)
Oh Left eye, what's happenin
Everybody wanna know where the hell you been
Oh Left eye
Teachers,
There was a king who ruled the land
His majesty was in command
With silver eyes the scarlet eagle
Showers silver on the people
Oh mother, tell me
days ain't it proven
My vibe is essential for life ohh
Find myself in a daze floating through
By myself as always ain't it true
I've been drafting for
dream
And her voice rings in his ears
Like the music of the spheres
The boy lies in the grass, unmoving
Staring at the sky
His mother starts
Like the music of the spheres
The boy lies in the grass, unmoving
Staring at the sky
His mother starts to call him
As a hawk goes soaring by
The boy
to drive my whip
Life became so hard to take
Bills would take every pound I made
Member them days in Seaview Garden raised by the gully not a nice place
Had
mother fuckers
Who go by illuminati
We've got fallen ones
Coming down impregnating mommys
We got the omen in the white house
With his satanic doggy
We had
brother Vic stabbed him with a fork and got flipped on by they're mother
Moms sided with nigga who walked out only 3 months later
No wonder they hate her
spill
Ours is not the master race
In deciding who to kill
Mother Mary please forgive me
A soldier's eyes are not his own
Blind to what they see
Mother
Absolutely
(Mind been more than gone)
H'riiiiight? H'riiight (My eyes had felt betrayed)
Little bro just got the top marks in the whole country for three
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