Lyrics:
Playin' my position, hot Nixon
This one, for all the sick ones, confliction
Poisonous darts sickening, best believe
Finger itchin with two broke legs,
Vaccine talk has made people obsessed and sick, it's only Jesus who can save
A dark agenda ruled by all evil people, their boss named Satan
Send a message
fresh, fresh to death
I should have designed clothes
But I'm blessing these tracks, sick flow
Swine flu
Y'all ain't fucking with Nast, I been nice
Y'all
to talk about our hearts, so blackened of evil and hate
And this is our declaration, our law, the code that rules our lives
"Death is our only will
Because
five four three two one
My mon meth-tical come and get some
[method man]
Playin my position, hot nixon
This one, for all the sick ones, confliction
the nails, went to Hell for three days, then he rose
So even though I'm sick and tired currently
I know that death to this body is just a doorway to life
She aint God but I'm basing my worth on the way she view me
This love is toxic im trying while scared to death that she'll leave me
But it seems best
nonsense
That's blasphemy to em and punishable by death
If you & yours want to live under such laws
I don't recall any Christian in 9ja signing up
Can we see
would toss me in the fields of stress
With a silent dose of heavy chills from the feels of death
My last breath is coming sooner than the time moving
No
1492 began the termination.
The holocaust of our Indian nation.
Yeah with Christian love and a moral authority,
They killed our medicine men
you to death
You can count on me
If there’s nobody else
Put it all on me
I’ll get it all done all by myself
Put it all on me
You can put it all on me
salvation we had been sick unto death
Our point was flawed
We were condemned by the law
Those he loves, man we know he chasten with the rod
Stay on the narrow
s'posed to see Your sequel
I said I'd never leave You
But I'm so left, I ain't right
Lord, I'm sleeping with death
Man, I'm cheating with death
Am I
death'll hit you like a drive by
And to that stuff you acquired you gotta say "bye, bye"
I ain't gon' lie, you might go down in history
But everything
in a human is forced to break
By the means of an addiction or death by the hand of State
So if you teach me how to play guitar, I'll try to make
claims to cherish love
But the leaders of the Christian right seem eager to create
A national hysteria based on ignorance and hate
Claiming to be the voice
Claims to cherish love
But the leaders of the Christian
Right seem eager to create
A national hysteria based on
Ignorance and hate
Claiming to be the voice
off a pill
Maybe it'll be my last song
Rest in pieces
Bitch I got no love left
I'ma ball like Christian but I'm staying fucking love sick
Outer space
death'll hit you like a drive by
And to that stuff you acquired you gotta say "Bye, bye"
I ain't gon' lie, you might go down in history
But everything
around your atmosphere
(It'd be easy) You can build a mansion sky high
'Til can't nobody see the roof when they drive by
But death'll hit you like a drive
a barrel filling pints
Sick of, sick of
Beggars without hiccups
Starving to death
All is dead without a fix-up
Brought deep down in the ground
By
christian is one slayed by our wrath
Animals we are, savage wild beasts,
Upon your death earth, we are unleashed
The heads of our slaves, are marking our
ignore
Like you done kicked in the door
Baby you look good in Christian Dior
Girl i can't ignore
Out with my niggas or all by myself
Put me at ease yea
just to follow, yeah
I gotta live by the motto, I'm waiting for the money outside of the door
She fell in love with the guap, all I had to tell her was
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