Lyrics:
washed Natives to Christians
Now all bodies lead to Rome
And your birth certificate found it's way home
Double identity iron fist remedy
Been a business
Uh, an example of how a very ancient, uh
Folk way
Can be incorporated into our culture
Without us even realizing it
Is provided by discussing Amanita
nothing about doing dirt
Sitting up, six months in the spot, on the block, losing work
I been there, any part of the game you name
I done did it, even
showed me
Was The Ambassador
A member from the Cross Movement
On how they rapped for the Lord
We work with kids with a promise
At Mount Lawn Camp
He
The Ambassador
A member from the Cross Movement
On how they rapped for the Lord
We work with kids with a promise
At Mount Lawn Camp
He showed Christology in
accountable (n****)
If you ain't put no work in this mission then what you counting for (n****)
If you ain't bout that action lil n**** then what you out here
accountable (n****)
If you ain't put no work in this mission then what you counting for (n****)
If you ain't bout that action lil n**** then what you out here
nothing about doing dirt
Sitting up, six months in the spot, on the block, losing work
I been there, any part of the game you name
I done did it, even
Check it out now
I work the angles like off the cushion in the side pocket
Electrifying like a live socket
Hit em with all flavors yup
We
Check it out now
I work the angles like off the cushion in the side pocket
Electrifying like a live socket
Hit em with all flavors yup
We
hard to get to earn my respect, girl
You love the shiny awards
But not the body of work
I sweated blood to get here
So don't you ever mess with me !
head
It's hard to get to earn my respect, girl
You love the shiny awards
But not the body of work
I sweated blood to get here
So don't you ever
At the end of the century
God, I never felt more alive
Why'd you go and let the rust set in
I'm short of breath and vulcanized
My metal mind is
down with feet of lead
And the sun shines down upon
The old man whose days are done
For a martyr has been taken
He is old Juan de la Cruz
And a century
it, metaphors come AMG kitted
20/20 vision, comes tinted! From being so high
(So high) so high so high
Air it out
Iron Lung I be the street
it, metaphors come AMG kitted
20/20 vision, comes tinted! From being so high
(So high) so high so high
Air it out
Iron Lung I be the street
of the Lord
Centuries pass, dust in the wind
I shall remain, shining in sin
The metal I am, the iron you feel
The song of the dead, the chorus of steel
the blood boil in the veins of his land
Mr. Inferno he is responsible
Holding the lifes of his man in his hands
So it's destroyed the work of a century
the horn
Some folks need sleep for work
I don't sleep I just feed the urge
I got sheep to herd
It's no even odds
It's no key for birds to fly out the cage
steaks
in palatial estates,
ornate with gates that automate
so those you hate could only spectate,
I was kissing my mate
through iron grates
God gave me this life, and if he decides to envy and give me
I'm takin the flow of the century with me
Oh, so if you feel insane, and want a war
here (Air) like a handstand
Lord knows, I been putting in work, forgive me if I merk (All of them)
Lord knows, I'm taking this purse, I'll make em
and the iron bark trees
Put me to work make me sweat till I fall on my knees
I want to go back, I want to go back, to where I belong
I want to go back, I want
of the wheel
Man learned to work bronze, then iron and steel
The bow drill, the pole lathe, the compass, the lock
The lens, the sextant, the lantern, the clock
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