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the priestess
I hope she deceases in her sleep again
Oh and jesus came back to life so why can't I?
Maybe I should try?
Kill myself then anyone else that's left

on they knees vultures and poachers they
Come here for trophies posted in camouflage they
Wanna shoot me they wanna choke me and
Get away clean I can not

pivotal, frying the frivolous
Until he give it up
Rippin until Jesus
Reappear and come deliver us
Because they say
They want the beef
But they can't take

thinking oh Jesus
If they found this, how the fuck could I beat this?
Mom said stop keeping secrets
If I told her then she would've been sleepless
But we

somethin greater
A savior, braver
Come find out what I'm made of
Game sweater than my bitch
I can eat her now and later

Hard bars
I don't worship the rich

power comes responsibility
And choice the greatest power but it comes with vulnerability
Power in my hands to make what imma be
Means if I fail then it's

The more momentum and speed that I got
The more that I tear this shit to pieces
Don't believe in them Jesus pieces
I'll put myself around my neck if I need

and sound wack
Fake every single day but never hesitate to yell facts
I hope you rats get your tails caught by a house cat
What happened in that hotel room

she verbally challenged
She my key to balance
Put it into words I couldn't even imagine
So I ain't I'm bout to black man what you think
You in the water

that's hot
I be runnin' on the beat while I'ma whip that pot
I be dealin' with the devil, tryna take my shot
If I fuckin' die tomorrow no one take my spot

If an alien were to come down and take rapper
Form would you recognize when you see him?

Would you recognize when you see 'em?
Would you recognize

got us trapped man
We're
You're in hell
Also known as
The Hash-Zone
Look man what do you want with us
If I can't be in the Bleach Boyz
Then I'll make

I fall in her
Then I tell timber
But I'm here to see
My dreams come to fruition
Cause I know that I'm a spitter
That's the way I wet my whistle
Is by

I'm just a country boy
Sitting on a midnight train
I don't care what they do
I'm gonna do my thing
Somebody lift your glass high
Tell me if you feel

this song all the people having fun

Music is what I'm living for

If you are feeling weak so deep inside
No place to run, no place to hide
R. E. S. P.

and let'em go in the wind
Bullets fly by cha cha blow in the wind
One afta' another and another
How they come slippin' out the clips 
See 'em flip and hm

doin', but shit to each his own
If you see her with me, know she eatin' dick right off the bone
Told her bye Felicia, I got right, then left that hoe alone

you'd think that I'm the sun
Trynna get signed even tho this is for fun
You better run, run, run
Before the cops come, come
Cause if they catch then they

are fat and they look like what
I rap so quick make a pussy go huh
Pull up on a bitch and I walk with a strut
Then I take out the choppa and it goes

all I ever knew
Who would've thought the worst of this pain would
Come by the hands of you
I'd rather have the ugly truth
Then a beautiful lie
In stead

neck tie fit like a noose to me (Get this shit off me)
I rather get hung by my gold jewelry (Where my Jesus piece?)
Foolish me, that’s what the foolish

Some days I feel the Sunrays on me
Sundays I listen to Kanye only
Gun play? catch me at the arcade homie
Okay lonely what you got won't be
If only

Fum here ISO comes
You was talkin' a lot of shit
Don't bite your tongue
Knife to a gunfight then slice yo lung
I think it's exciting, I'm on one
Why

Battle Cry

Jedi Mind Tricks

Army of the Pharaohs: The Torture Papers

Tough sinners, break bread with Jesus at dinner
Protected by a heavenly force, fuck a minister
Niggaz know better, no one's letter is better than mine