Lyrics:
down the Nile
Plague darkness three days long, hail to fire
So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be
down the Nile
Plague
Darkness three days long, hail to fire
So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be
enough room for all the tombs
It's a war going on outside we ain't safe from
I feel the pain in my city wherever I go
Three hundred fourteen soldiers
As they search for blood
All eyes descend on one
Honest man in chains
But that don't matter anyway
My judgement day
My flesh will feed
do
Keep it real, you should let that bullshit silence
You only been involved in domestic violence
Nigga, I chase Remis with Long Islands
Catch us
do
Keep it real, you should let that bullshit silence
You only been involved in domestic violence
Nigga, I chase Remis with Long Islands
Catch us
down the Nile
Plague darkness three days long, hail to fire
So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be
go, land of Goshen
Go, I will be with thee, bush of fire
Blood, Running red and strong, down the Nile
Plague, Darkness three days long, hail to fire
So
in Heaven along,
O praise Him! Alleluia!
Thou rising moon, in praise rejoice,
Ye lights of evening, find a voice!
[Chorus]
Thou flowing water,
find you and my AP nine don't jam
I'm a rider, you can't take it out of me, man
I be wildin', you can wait by my house for me, fam
I will fire
find you and my AP nine don't jam
I'm a rider, you can't take it out of me, man
I be wildin', you can wait by my house for me, fam
I will fire
and leads what's to be
Running wolf, eagle eyes, blood running cold in my veins
Great Spirit laughs as my enemies run from my reign
To be rising chief I
Born with the seed
Harden his skin by fire
Dawn of man
Cursed by his sons
Nephilim
Bastard son
Nephilim
Bastard son
Raping hermaphrodites
Until
nine on jam
I'm a rider you can't take it out of me man
I be wilding, you can wait by my house for me fam
I will fire and drop a hater rite where he
fired by the gray man
With shaky hand
But not shaky enough to miss
Hit, Lost Boy in back
So-called Friend runs for door
Leaves First Son
greed
Political assassins
Blood falls on the lands
Violence in black and white
While money changes hands
Keep the fires burning
Fighting to the last
fired by the gray man
With shaky hand
But not shaky enough to miss
Hit, Lost Boy in back
So-called Friend runs for door
Leaves First Son
is the animosity money brings
Real niggas out of style we may be one in three
Back against the wall outnumbered by fuckboys
One bullet, one target, one
upwards in defiance
Three inverted as the trinity denied
A phalanx of mourners in black
Falling towards nightly terror
Unleash the tempted beast
Raised
they Heard your voice rejoice over
One soul that repents life Turnaround no longer bound In Christ you are found Redeemed by the precious
Blood
and by
The woman and the man were wed just after the war
And they settled in this river town and three fine sons she bore
One became a lawyer and one fine
shall fall as Abel fell to Cain
By fire, by storm, by hail & by rain
The Sacred triad, the three that are one
Shall serve the word, thy will shall be
all and take the fur
I Andrew foresee war and blood
I foresee the white man taking our land, and killing our people
Oh shit everything is in German what
ya box in the mud
Get ya glocks in ya gloves
Ride drops on dubs
We gon' live by that
Make the snitches catch a cut
Soldier pistol nigga what
Hit
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