Lyrics:
over x head
Neck pop like a dress maker best thread
CP seh "kill di body", Addi seh "yes dread"
Police, dem prescence nuh requested
Shotty shotty shot up
I put this thread here
I put this thread here
I put this thread here
I put this thread here
I put this thread here
I am the lace maker
Let me map
my future
Serve my future
The master man maker; twitching the thread of a thigh bone,
Twisting the stitch of a wrist moving toward its destiny...
through the dew
Know they want me to fold
As i hang by a thread that's unbreakable
Clothed by the maker
We are making do
Heart aches just last a little
pigs, magnums, crack, bag baby, roach bait
Pristine kicks spread in the iris of the needle (Just for my people)
I’m a thread the needle (just for my
your Maker
Voodoo Doll
Woven in threads of damnation
Voodoo Doll
My plaything forever
Saints and sinners all the same
Each one I lament
It's the devil
The silver cord, a glowing thread
Binds us to the higher divine
A bridge immortal and unspoken
Helping us to truth-align
Theia, Theia, Theia
Maker of earth and sky
And everything before our eyes
Your word formed life and light
Within the crucible of time
The genesis of all mankind
river
Flowing through my father's land that he left to me
From the baker, to the priest, to the candle maker
From the highest to the low in my
appointed unavailing king
Sewing your own fate without a thread
Demands of the future are arbitrary
The past has arrived to claim her debt
I brandish
Send for the doctor
Send for the nurse
Send for the maker of heaven and earth
Send for the wise woman
Send for the priest
Send for the cavalry
Do
Come on
Come on, although ya try to discredit
Ya still never read it
The needle, I'll thread it, radically poetic
Standin' with the fury that
Come on
Come on, although ya try to discredit
Ya still never read it
The needle, I'll thread it, radically poetic
Standin' with the fury that
seen the glory
Of the coming Minotaur
And we will not be stopped
So our lover waits behind us at the door
Holding thread of thinnest silver
That will
Stage One
Stock up on weapons
Take needles, pins, threads and precious metals
Jump in the car
Pack all but your dead wife
A new life has just begun
Shorty wanna ride, cause she know I'm going brazy
I'm a money maker, make a bunch just like the Brady's
She just wanna slide, when I pull up in
gon' fuck up the brand fuck up some bands fuck up some M's(what)
Price tag on his head we gon' run him through the scanner
Give a way to meet your maker
your bed
The ugly little scenes you get the needle and no thread
They stitched you up this time
They say you'll do
They bitch about your pretty face
Back to zero
So you want to blow us all to pieces
Go meet your maker, head hung down
And give him all your explanations
Go ahead, throw down
to hem shows, I'm ready to sew
Pass me the needle, you get the cloth
Kunta'll get the thread and we'll all break bread
This is the true birth
The ugly little scenes you get the needle and no thread
They stitched you up this time
They say you'll do
They bitch about your pretty face, turning ugly
Look at me stressing and things
Worrying about what I cannot fix
Allowing my troubles to take over
Getting my own needle and thread
Forcing
found me odor
But probably not the brume, I meddle in more menacing
Measures that all in due time thread in them loose needles see
The grift thinning
the floors below
A relief of faith
An expression without solace
Throw away all guilty pleasure
Leave the makers questioning
Leave the maker
A fate
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