Lyrics:
Threats, it ain't only in America
We got it light
They say start at a young age
Making enemies the mark at the gun range
Only thing I see is
only blasphemies
Macabrous destination this path will mark
Summoning all evil, protected by the devil
Blasfemare nostrum, profanation of the gods
By my
When you see me on ya block, call the police
Let them motherfuckers know here come the beast
Oh, in the late night hour
Straight out
When you see me on ya block, call the police
Let them motherfuckers no here come the beast
Oh, in the late night hour
Straight out of Compton,
When you see me on ya block, call the police
Let them motherfuckers no here come the beast
Oh, in the late night hour
Straight out of Compton,
with red eyes they glow
Upon the legendary bounty of gold
I fear not for the beast its ending is nigh
For I swear by my life the dragon will die
Its
a beast still praying to the east
Not even a man is what I'm saying to you peeps
Bought by Amerikkkans Southern Maryland
Tobacco plantation more cash than
the mark of the beast
I unlock potential, I'm feeling the leash (sheesh)
I put that bitch on a leash (leash)
Hit them all 'til they deceased ('ceased)
The whir of passing traffic
The sighing of the breeze
Houseful of nothing
The awareness of a culture
That is fading by degrees
Houseful of nothing
away
I have something to prove
There's ten of them
Ten marks
The plan must proceed
Okay, I'll spell it out. F-A-I-L-U-R-E
Lost in transLation
by
Back from the depths and covered in runes
Finna get his head out of this hovering gloom
Vetted by the ever present veteran blues
They haven't gotten
Fourteen-ninety two, three ships left Spain to sustain the theory made by Columbus
Approved by the kings, to give him ten percent of all they could
of deceit
Distribute the truth through the team
The culture redeemed
Defeating weakness
No time to sleep
Relieve the sword of the sheath
Beheading the beast
People ain’t eating they say the reason
Resources depleted for the defense
I’m offended by it these authentic liars
Should’ve been retired let me
of destruction
Burning I bleed, unholy incision
Mark of the beast, behold the trifixion
Prepare the tool to observe my fate
Upon this mortal shell in
the mark of a man with passionate craft
That's the mark of a man ain't afraid to attack
That's the mark of the beast, like a pony on crack
Horse back mach
Bad Bitch
I've been a Queen, they address me as their majesty
Walk in, all eyes on me attract you like I'm gravity
I'mma leave my mark got you
the white
But now the tale of the black shoe shine boy’s life is told
Throughout the age of black culture and lasts life times
Our histories hidden within
disease
That’s the disaster capitalism pathogenicity
Thoughts and prayers, bitch, tragedies happen
Ask civilians killed by drone strikes in Yemen
Ask
to conquer this space
Once a place where a king would rule, then tyrants came and destroyed it all
Disfigured ruins and charred walls, mark of the beast carved
of the beast
And a burning rain
There was quiet in the valley
Blackened by the mark of Cain
The sky grew heavy
But the dryness in the mouth remained
No thought
without bread
Man I'm a beast from the East
Beast on the beats beast on the streets
Feast on the weak eat all these pigs
I'm a sweet solo being in
their souls
These labels in society
Are burning up a home
In culture by itself
Is building up into a hole
We're addicted to opinions
Like we're picking in
moonlighting on mechanics, yeah
No beasts can bind better than two serpents
Listening to animalistic intuition
But somehow you're still practicing
Oh you're
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