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clean the blood of martyrs (Play his game)
Pray our fathers, you're lambs to the slaughter (Broken saint)
The garden garden, cleansed by the fire (Test

the charcoal fire

Was answered by another scene
With another fire on the sea

Of Galilee

What if the whole world stopped to slow down
Took a deep breath,

Hoes mad, can't leave this scene
No sand attack, but this game will miss me
Won't catch me switching like
Y'all constrict me
I bite like Arcanine, so

haste slowly, I'll carpe my diems
I may be easily dismissed by diss track writers
At a distance I won't be distracted by insiders
I distill, I design with

layer in me cos I see ultraviolet
What you want kid what you wanna be
Waste time change lives make some hype for the scene
They vibe so nice from

To traveling over seas
Where people view you as gods
And kiss the ground by your feet
From where I stood at on the outside looking in
With all my internal

chemistry
Creating pure bars like their methamphetamine
Rappers say to get on their level so I gotta skydive
Spit a 16 swiftly then I dip like a drive by

cupid i'm what she desire
I might be cold but my heart is on fire
Defeated the legion completed the line up
Ice on my neck boy yo chain is from china
She

The death of all these other bitches out there
Killed by the scene
Viciously severing
Ripping heads off of bodies
In every alley the human kin
Off each other

a new disguise
Heard your new shit all the shit bout whipping Pies
Paid your money for a whole new batch of lies
I told the Wiz dynasties crumble from

on a track while I run slow
Two top tens a gold disc aint bad for a kid from the blown bits
Or you might get stabbed in the boat quick
By familiar flows

Mask on the face of everyone 
They ask that you take your place in line Behind one 
Social distance betta listen cause the outcome 
My people dying from

and Rottweilers
I stay by myself, cause I know these bitches hot liars
Boy, go take it in, you got your shit and the block on fire
I might hit up Saks to drop a bag

fire
from the hate you speak 

Standing by your side
(I’m standing by your side)
As we watch this world start to divide
(divide)
I’ve only got one more

See the mirror in your eyes
See the truth behind the lies
Your lies are haunting me
Listen (1-6-9 feel me)

This is a tale of two men, this is

Don't get the wrong idea now
Like boom surprise attack
Hittin' from the back
Through your Snapchat
Hit the trap man yeah

Hit right
Goodnight
Y'all steal

level headed, no geeked up

Leveled up to the boardroom, left behind all that street stuff
Hanging around on the block late, club scene, you ain't seen us

ready 
Stay ready

Now its calm
But behind the scene 
Things are getting really wild
So bless all tuning in
Listening 
Hearkening 
Taking Heed
Keeping

Stray Bullet

Organized Konfusion

Stress: The Extinction Agenda

1994

water
Visualize, the scene of a homicide, a slaughter
No remorse for the course I take when you pull it
The result's a stray bullet
Niggas who knew

enemy lines yeah
Little bit behind the scenes bar codes graph into a bar line
We could reach back into the archives
Recollect we could be the better best

behind these eyes 
Where the other now resides. 
This body, occupied 
By something vile 
That writhes inside.
Don't look for me 
Behind these eyes tonight.

years old
The urban legend gets bigger every time it gets told
Set me on fire and they buried me alive
Came back the next day, I was missin' from

years old
The urban legend gets bigger every time it gets told
Set me on fire and they buried me alive
Came back the next day, I was missin' from

on by the right kisses
But the hardwood has the only grooves present on the scene
Hear a few mumbles questioning the methods of his team
But sitting