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Let me take you back to 2007
Playing PS2 in unrequited heaven
Controller in my hand, brother by my side
Staying up all day and playing games all

beyond my business

For now

Mystical, magical, melodic RAP basket
Case of the comeback queen flippin' the casket
Bring me in for surgery, hand me

my real eyes
Straight to the point understand we dealing with real life
I'm in debt now, I got all this credit so I need respect now
I need it by

stay. Just take it in and levitate yo hands right up to heavens gate. we just be making the devil way too weak like 7 days.


You tryna disrespect my God?

And more vices waiting
No more throwing hands
You're better off trying to fight temptation
On the brink of death
Thinking Christ is waiting when in reality

in this gratitude[00:41.61]Yeah Yeah[00:42.69]Sent here with a purpose[00:44.20]Yea chosen recruit[00:45.73]Put in this work[00:47.17]Tighten my

level
Yet we revel in the fact that you have semblance to the devil 

Here I am I'm back again 
From my little prison
I've died before, I'll die again
My

sorta, kinda artists, who ain't even close to my level[01:13.85]Don't ask me why I think I'm special, it's called belief in the devil you fuckin' feel

they all hits

I snap a copy of Blade on DVD in half
Slice your neck and hand you a pamphlet on AIDS
Smut Peddlers, break up is apparent
When I put shit

shit
Speaker boxes by ny head that are full of hits
Dogs be acting like only kitties relevant
But loyalties a virtue
Heaven sent
And her purr is a tone

stranger
Holy new creation has a heaven hand painter
My favorite melody a reprimand singer
Holy run through hell like I've never seen danger
New Wakanda

gnashing of teeth , when you save and it's fye

Ain't living by bread boo, I'm fed in the spirit
I'm blessed and I'm favored my enemy fear it
He fear it
God

killing brothers
No restraints
Home of the Holley-wood
Demons casting
Witches in the open
No masking
Spells in the music
Who's asking
Hypnotized by

me
This world I've seen is crazy
Wont pass it to my babies
Look what this devil made me
So many levels lately
I could climb to heaven
by myself to see

picking up my pace
Cannot be slacking behind in this race no
Can't interrupt my grace
Now I'm so focused and ready to break through

Level headed with

whisper a word 
I'll shake a hand at the end of the long hard road 
Part of a chain that must remain 
Unbroken by hate nor pain 
A wall so strong dividing

of intelligence
A King raised in hell but spittin lyrical heaven-sent
Information, architect with the placement
Breakin barriers for brains trapped like a basement

Chaos

Bahamadia

Soundbombing, Vol. 2

1999

Walk in we'l prepared climbin the stairways
To heaven while you scared of the people livin under
Ground heard the sound of the clap made you wonder
If

Drink by myself, hanging in the lobby
Dream about getting paid
Never that, I be
Thinkin bout words
On my craft, no hobby
Lifestyle for the monk

Who died and went to heaven to make you a king?[00:13.83]Jesus[00:15.81]Who traded teams to make you redeemed?[00:18.38]Jesus[00:20.42]Who made you

My hands stand cupped at
The bottom of your face
Catching heavy tears
That ran your race
Falling but calling my name
Without any words
Guilt

like we left this plane
Now they see the way it's changed.
Pray that heaven stakes it's claim

Ohhh nooo all gold in my chain ya ya
Gold soul from my

my hand up to the poor man
And the lord always show mercy to a poor man
But if you are rich you won’t get into heaven

Ohhh - Ohhh - We get sick of you

currently smoking
We hitting this shift till the morning
42 ounces is still in my liver
She praying I make it right back home
Had to step back on my toes
Look