Lyrics:
Will see that I'm dead and go
Atypical Issue He was an artist
He used to be my friend
But the truth is I don't have fucking friends
I have brothers. I
The servant
Of
Light
Against the gods he swears revenge
Now drawn out by the slaughter
One god stands to face the other
Mountains crack and oceans boil
One last
Marduk and his allies
He who captured the Ancient Ones
With His father
Enki our God
Ruler of the Elder Gods
We were created by His breath
And the blood
discernment
Cannot stop a man determined
Who can stop an urgent servant
Told deterrent I am fervent
What can hide when I'm observant
I see all who did me dirty
and decree tell me what do you claim
Just a servant of God thats trying to change things
Yeshua Yeshua gonna use all the pain
And thats what I claim
It's seven
from 15, ay
Now shit changed a lot, ay
Six houses 20 cars, ay
Seven hundred thousand on some jewelry
Now they know a nigga large, ay
All of them
I want skin for my bed, spread
I swear the sky just bled, red
I buy, twitch my neck, bread
I'll take them to my bed, dead
I might've lost my
tiger?"
He had a shot of tequila, smiled and whispered "lighter"
He went down to the desert city where the rattlesnakes play
And left his dead skin by
out, then shoot a nigga out?
Dead bodies in my dreams, Bob Marley on my couch
Pass me the blunt, he was smokin' when he died
You really think Elvis
the elements I'm bringing in lyrical armageddon
I'm dead 'em and set the levels like 7/11 the way I get 'em
When I serve up manor from heaven (It's too much)
murdered by a scumbag
The type that doesn't realize that he's done bad
He's walking the streets free, while you're 6 feet deep
Police close the case, plus
dancin' freely
He runs out to the middle of the street
Gets mad again and slaps his beanie
Then Meek Mills drives by him in the
Rain and splashes him with
our brother dead
He asked me if I needed anything before he went to bed
I was good but still, I should've double checked
Felt a little guilt
I was
anywhere, and I’m burned on trust
They made a mutt out of mud, and they named me a savior, well
I can’t save her, and he’s still lying so I am
Guilty by
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
wall
My niggas thought they was words, but it was pictures I saw
And since I wanted to draw, I used to read them in awe
Then he dropped Stillmatic,
wall
My niggas thought they was words, but it was pictures I saw
And since I wanted to draw, I used to read them in awe
Then he dropped Stillmatic,
or sing, but he wants to do both
Puts an album out, and rules for part of the year
Then Kid Rock and Limp Bizkit come from out of nowhere
It's the start
cnnie Bessie
Robert Samuel
cnd, John Waymon
My Great, Great, etc. Grandfather Thomas purchased a 100-acre farm in the Russell Union community, where he
might get stuck
Attempted one eight seven and he a minor with priors
So the DA want him tried as an adult
The big homie just had a son, no chokin'
I
might get stuck
Attempted one eight seven and he a minor with priors
So the DA want him tried as an adult
The big homie just had a son, no chokin'
I
closing in on me
The icy pressure makes it hard to breathe
It seeks to steal the life of every servant
Who want it so desperately
I need you by my side when
his wrath
He'll behead a thousand heads and go on without a thread
Thirty minutes past the commencement
Northern Skies
I was late again spending all my
song
(That's foolish man, what's he got now
7 million albums? Ha!)
They said I wasn't from the streets
When I was working behind the scenes
Shit
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