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your speakers
Bitch slapping heat
Causing mass hysteria
Shifting yo teeth
I made some drums 
And bass to go with it
So loose your mind
To the sound
Be

and hateful desires)
The cruel hand is dealt to us 
But one too weak to change the mass

We can’t escape the hell we made
We are the monsters we create
We

down by sages
They took the pages out our books but what they gave us was faded
But we made it learned the rules to the game and then we played it
Kept

of life have you known?
God give me courage to show you you are not alone!

All (in distance):
Track down this murderer, he must be found!
Hunt out this

ring
Hear the choir sing
A beautiful image made for my sinning
They carry me in and my family crying
It's not your fault it's always been about myself

Bloodshed on the concrete 
And it made a money tree 
Wolves howling at the moon 
Baby tell me what you see 
Pay my tithes to wash these sins 
But I

hired's out
Stuck inside a cycle, on a wider route
Not a straight and narrow. You a choir mouse
So what the fuck is you cryin' bout
Is taking Fed chances by

scared of me
Thеy run like I got leprosy
Now I got fresh blood on my shirt
Cause I made someone feel my hurt (hurt)
Put 'em in a hole, then fill it with

Celestial mourning
A gentle warning shot
Catch death in orbit
Let the storm in
I guess they say it’s Stockholm Syndrome
This is not my home by a long

boast on this type beat
But they don't see the work I put in when I'm typing
And flexing is okay by me as long as your self made
I've been write since age

You Got Money

Haystak

The Natural

2002

their girlfrields

Hahaha

[Haystak]

Ohh, I've been intertwined
On the grind since '89
Tryin to get my shit tight
No I had to come right
Wrote rhyme by

every night while Buddha's praying by my side
I'm rising like the smoke the devil held by the throat but I just elbowed the cunt
I made the mother fucker

listening

I coulda bit down on a dry fire
'Cause god made me with some crossed wires
Would've been singing in an angel choir
Thanks for listening

"HOLY, HOLY, HOLY, GOD ALMIGHTY"

"One by one all of my victims rise up
Then all at once they bow down to the throne"

"Dumbstruck I behold He Whom I

false prophets
Want a profit quick
Go to hear the word
But move plates more then Bible pages
Half a dozen choir songs
It's hard for me to keep my patients

gluten free. Peace & love sounds good t’ me
Who do you think you are, Elephant boy?
Preaching to the choir, you bitch to the sky
You claim you’re a victim

at mad cases
I Mastered the basics
Mass in my patience
Bagging and weighting
Nigga I'm waiting
He tryna dictate and
I ain't accommodating
Nigga Meet me in

And lived happily enough
Until the day that I was born
And things got rather tough

Baptized by Father Reilly
I was rushed away by car
To be made a little

just made a bitch ass up cause words mean nothing to your marrow
Theres a sparrow that told me people be using some low mass arrows so I'll go torero

a dab, hit me
Past that I'm fine I'm not going to sleep
Am I a good person or do I wanna be
Yeah yeah that's nice I'm in the same boat surrounded by
Hey,

I've been building since the olden days
Back when I broke the chains that kept me shackled to the axle that was spinning
Then rappeled down into battle,

like they're subordinates
But that ain't right I know God made me to be more than this
I'm trying to be Call me a cub cause a lion I'll be
With

100%

Angelspit

Krankhaus

like a sheep 
Don't blame me for all the years 
That you were asleep 

[Relax 
God is in control 
Watch the dot 
Take your meds 
Obey my demands

the blessing
And the queen that help me raise him
God give me the patience
My mothers favorite saying
Ended up 
Playing a role
In my own life
My last name is