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god, I mean see what we created
The black woman is mother nature, the stars and the moon, and everything greater
Feel me, feel me
I ain't perfect but

do no drive by shooting we come knock right on ya door 
They got lucky scary shooting almost took my nigga out
Now they dead to everybody no the bet

than dying
I am ascending, no more pretending
God in a human skin
I know that Jesus offended
But fuck it, I find a rule and I bend it
Big brodie just

phages by the howl of the horde in harmony diddy kong
Donkey kong, don quixote god or times infinite kill streak is on my mind again 
I know i will be

the burden of a dead boy's dreams 

He wears his hair down to the side 
Tries to hide the fact that he's deadly when i know that he's not alive 
I hold him in

is blind i had to read it in Braille
I had a youngboy say he wanna be like me
If you focus on your goals then you just might be
And you throw your dead

alone and lose my number
No appreciation for your position 
I'll never stop till I'm assured your house of cards is torn asunder
I can tell by how you

said I could tell you smart when you walked by your pigment
I said woah that's racist 
But thanks, you're kind
Hi my name Zu
I write, I rhyme
I'm

of
Cruz is the right hitter like brewers last one 
Come from the dirty stallis
Mouthin some wordy malice
Hit by my young girthy phallus
While its numb

Keep a stack and bag 
Let's get tags 
Spend about rack 

"Pause"
You can be so stressed 
Not the best 
Journey on a quest 
Go off to the west 
In a dress

I heard you got the whips you got the bag
Lotta yah got money on yuh head
Lotta yah ungrateful could be dead
Could be counting blessings but you brag

wanted
To face the Maker head on
Knowin' it woulda been a selfish decision
And dead wrong
Still had my family here
Though mama was gone
But it definitely

Some people get lonely
Some just get afraid
Sometimes they get crazy
Watching love come by and slip away

Samuel was a music man
And he loved to play

A known tyrant, so violent, God of the dead, Osiris
I come from a cold climate, lose at hockey we go riot
So don't try us, we chill but the worst killers

sleeping on the floor
And I ain't talking bout in no house
I'm talking right there by the road
Nobody wanna send me shit
I'm talkin not even a dime
Told em

to swallowing a whole bottle of it
Then I died and came back not a hundred
Dead man walking through the streets, you can see it in my face
That I been numb since

was chasin
See what I want then I take it
Y'all might be datin, but she think of me when she be masturbatin 
Fuck, look at what I be creatin all by just

I'd wanna be like me too
Thank God I'm me, cause I don't wanna be you
These bitches so transparent, they so see-though
I get that guap, I run it up, by

that's full of sons
Who like to pop and shoot at b*tches til they're done

(Like you don't really)

Really get it, I'm the god of the dead
Grim reaper,

I'm tatted up my salvation been debated
They look at the way that I dress they look at my outer appearance
But my God he sees my heart and he don't

stuck with you, your trapped in here with me
Your God is dead, there’s nowhere to hide, grit your teeth and say goodbye
Embrace the pain, in this expanse

Some muthafucking help, i cant do this shit by myself
Got this feeling, does anyone else
Got this feeling, I'm here, stuck here, fuck fear
Swear to god

you're looking then it might as well be me

Maybe when i'm dead 
And all those books, they've been read
We can sit outside of smoke our cigarettes
Laugh

shit (Uh!)
Unless you prepared for suffering (Uh uh!)
This ain't no regular function (Rilly!)
I'm wanted dead by my country (Uh!)

I grew up where it was