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Christoforos

Christóphoros (Ancient Greek: Χριστόφορος) is the original Greek version of Christopher, which means "Christ-bearer" or "the one who bears Christ (in his soul)". Christóforos or Christóphoros (Greek: Χριστόφορος) is the New Greek version of the name. more »

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Rise an eclipsed sun
Atomic I am the bomb
Chronic it's wise to avoid me
I'll stick & keep coming back
Radiation poisoning
Rise an eclipsed sun
Atomic I am the bomb
Chronic it's wise to avoid me
I'll stick & keep coming back
Radiation poisoning
Aight look this is my introduction
Can't function 'less I douse half the bottle 'uh whiskey
While munching on these corny rappers
The planets Conjunction arose me
I didn't plan it Lord did
So God forbid I get a little morbid
Put the all black nike swoosh outfit on
Deaths on display with the sound of this song
Flow destructive like a Russian tank
You can't step toe to toe
On a different rank on offense
But in my defense I'm a 100
Stature on the mic will intimidate
Rapture defeating & capturing
Imagine a dumbass falling to my trap
Then i'll hang 'em to show man what I'm capable of
Capture the moment
Call me Logan my slogan's
Find the bears of this game
Poke 'em have 'em follow me
To an alleyway slaughter 'em
Take their head as a trophy
Mothers to blame raised a Jason
Lay waste to the doubters
Stay complacent till I reach the top
So face it lay waste to any flakes
In the way won't be led a stray
Lion you can't tame no shame
Cause when I flow lame walk
Rise an eclipsed sun
Atomic I am the bomb
Chronic it's wise to avoid me
I'll stick & keep coming back
Radiation poisoning
Rise an eclipsed sun
Atomic I am the bomb
Chronic it's wise to avoid me
I'll stick & keep coming back
Radiation poisoning
What the f*ck
Who is this Christoforos guy
Looks like we're out of luck
A hunk like the hulk
Like Costco these lyrics come in bulk
Ya'll faces shook must've mistook
What I had to bring at first
Now I thirst for blood
Cursed on wanting success
Started a homeless stud
Marinate what I got to say
On the plate like pizza hut
I'm imperial put some respect on my name
Bird-man ya'll inferior
Incoming with the bombs like an aerial strike
Nice on the exterior but on the interior
I have ADHD which made me compulsively
Strike my pocket knife in the hip of my ex
Hairer the situation got a 9 mil Glock
I'm mocking her screaming
Locked is the door behind
This is what you get for cheating
Sorry got a little off track
On the track but now I'm back raps my crack
Snort it out the trunk of moms focus hatchback
Grab the back pack full of snacks but grenades
To the rear of the bank
Blew that bitch from the back
A satchel full of cash
Sorry I come off a little rash
Left the money on the front door of my mommas house
That'll make up for me being a pain in the ass
I'm trash your cans
Gonna eat you up dispose of you in my bag
Have ya crushed with the weight of my words
I'm ahead like a du rag
Rise an eclipsed sun
Atomic I am the bomb
Chronic it's wise to avoid me
I'll stick & keep coming back
Radiation poisoning
Rise an eclipsed sun
Atomic I am the bomb
Chronic it's wise to avoid me
I'll stick & keep coming back
Radiation poisoning
You're all in danger
My mother raised a deranged boy
Strangled the neighbors dog out of anger
This BMG i'm angling
Through the 8x zoom scope
Role playing as the pope on a roof top
Give my blessings to the zombies & barbies
'Round me claiming their hot but their not see
Run 'em over with a black ops Tuscany
This for my family
Leave the past learn unfamiliarity
When shit comes to hit the fan
I am the fucking man
Deal with it my own two hands
Lot of music nowadays so bland
Compare me to them?
I got a pencil & a blank piece of paper
They got crayons with a color in the picture book
Gonna leave a puncture wound
To anyone that's doubted me
I didn't choose this life
Gonna arise like Jesus out the tomb
Must've been something in that womb
On some looney tunes
Don't get trapped on the track
Or i'll Blow through you like a train choo choo
Time to cut my old friends
Like pubes when my balls get itchy
Got a couple past friends in some jars on my shelf
Tremble in fear as the sky starts opening
As creatures fly in from the sky
When you hear the horns
It's for judgement all arise
For the rise of Christoforos
Strap yourself for the horror
There will be no more sorrow
No need to debate
Where I place 'cause I pace
Like the heart monitor on Usain
After I gained faith
Aiming for 1st place
In the fast lane zooming so quick
Get smoked ashtray

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